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anemptypuddingcup · 10 months

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“Dinner for two- no- three!”

Zoro and Sanji x Female Reader Smut.

750+ special, thank you for 750+ followers!

Surprise! I’ve finally finished it for you all! A lot have been asking for a Zosan x Reader but I’ve written it to where they’re still being little bickering idiots. (Dw I’ll answer y’all requests, I’ve been writing this and that’s what got me sidetracked) I hope you all enjoy this surprise fic, y’all deserve it! Thank you for 750+ followers!

Contains: A threesome with Zoro and Sanji. Zoro and Sanji surprising you with a relaxing night of dinner under the stars. Zoro and Sanji are still hostile to each other, but agreed to get along for the occasion. Zoro and Sanji treating their crush with something special. Double penetration. Dirty talk and sweet praise. (Somewhat) Being sandwiched between Zoro and Sanji Vaginal with Zoro. Anal with Sanji. A soft and relaxing smut fic. Kickback and relax, this fic is pretty long. Tysm for 750+

“This was such a bad idea…” An angry sigh left the moss-headed man as he stared at the opposing pale blonde across from him. Out of all the things in the world, why did he have to be here with him? Couldn’t they just sit in a separate room or something?

Smoke left the soft thin lips of Sanji who only stared at Zoro with disinterested as he sat there waiting for his sweet babydoll to come back after a bath so he could fix dinner. Even though no one else from the crew would be back until morning, the three of you volunteered to watch after Thousand Sunny with you being the first to suggest.

So why were these two idiots here? To put it simple, they both adored you and had feelings for you. There’s no way that they’d tell you though, no matter how much they wanted to because they were sitting right across from each other. Sitting there acting like they both weren’t thinking of spending time with you as soon as the other left.

Though, they have to shove these thoughts aside and stick with the plan.

You were fine with the extra company as it didn’t bother you, it was rather funny to see the two men bicker at the smallest things just because their chemistry wasn’t the strongest thing on the ship. Sanji sighs as he puts his cigarette out in the astray before standing up to wash his hands and begin cooking dinner for the three of you even though Sanji preferred it if Zoro didn’t eat for once.

Zoro could tell that Sanji was impatient because he started cooking even though you hadn’t came back from the bath. It didn’t take him very long to cook either.

“Oi marimo. Go ahead and tell the sweet lady that dinner’s almost done.” Sanji demanded as he was nearly finished preparing dessert for you. Zoro huffs before glaring to the cook who was already taking out a bottle of wine. “You don’t gotta tell me. I’m goin’.” Zoro slowly walks out of the kitchen to go look for you. If you weren’t in the bath, you happened to be in a place that you always lingered at in the night, the crows nest.

Pressing his fingers against the cold metal of the ladder, he looks up before sighing to himself. “Why did I decide to go through with this to him? Why him of all people?” Zoro continued to ask himself that repeatedly as he climbed up to the crows nest, knocking on the wooden latch before pushing it open.

Climbing inside, he see’s your pretty silhouette standing there as you gazed up at the stars from the window before you were slightly startled by Zoro letting himself in. “Hey, dinner’s ready.” Zoro says as he slowly walks over to you. You smile and nodded before walking over to the latch and opening quickly, seemingly hungry after a long night. Peeking down, you see that Sanji was climbing up the ladder with a bag over his shoulder.

“Oh! Sanji’s climbing up with it!” You say, a bit surprised that Sanji decided to bring the food up to you inside the crows nest instead of you just going to the kitchen to eat. Zoro groans at Sanji’s impatience but shrugs it off, he couldn’t blame him for it.

Sanji climbs in with a few bento boxes and little treat box inside a bag, slowly handing them to you before climbing inside and closing the latch. “Oh Sanji, you didn’t have to climb up here…” You say, a bit nervous that it was possibly a hassle to bring food up into the crows nest. Sanji chuckles before taking the food out of the bag along with two bottles of wine.

“I apologize for the inconvenience, but I thought you wanted to stay up here. So I brought the food to you instead sweetheart.” Sanji says softly, his voices leaking with honey. You blush and nod, thanking him for his hard work of setting up dinner. Zoro was already sitting down, ready to eat and relaxing with the woman he’s been desperately trying to get to.

The only obstacle in the way was that curly-browned idiot.

“Mmh~ Sanji you didn’t have to make dessert, I was fine with just the dinner!~” You say, not wanting him to do to much than he already had. Sanji chuckles before blush dusted his cheeks, taking a sip of wine from his glass. “A sweet lady like you deserve something just as sweet.” Sanji replies, his face turning redder the more you thanked him. Zoro had already downed half of the wine bottle and was tipsy enough to enjoy the night even if a certain perverted idiot was on his hands.

The three of you sat there in silence, a bit unable to make conversation due to the amount of tension and awkwardness in the air, though that didn’t stop you from speaking first.

“What’s the special occasion? You don’t usually do this.”

Your question causes both of the men to freeze up before they turn to you with slight shock on their face. “W-Well- Um…” Sanji stammered before spewing smoke from his cigarette. “It’s for you.” Zoro gets straight to the point, not wanting to waste time and play hard to get with you. Sanji scoffs at Zoro angrily, not wanting him to spill out what their intentions were yet. “O-Oi! Marimo!” Sanji groans.

You blush at the remark before giggling to yourself. “For me? You guys didn’t have to…” You say, very flattered that both wings of the captain would plan something so nice for you. They both were adorable in your eyes, yet you never made much time for the both of them.

Which is why they made time for you.

They both look at each other before turning to you. “We insist babydoll…” Sanji whispers to you, a smile across his soft lips.

Sanji and Zoro scoot in closer to you, both of them staring at each other before sighing out of frustration towards each other. Zoro blinks before looking back down at you. From the tall angle he was at, you were breathtaking. A beautiful captivating woman in front of him who made his heart ache and pound out of his chest.

Sanji enjoyed your sweet smell and soft skin aside from your beauty, a wonderful little lady who was pretty from top to bottom. You made it hard for them both to breathe around you and even if they hated each other, they certainly didn’t hate you.

“Oi…Look at me.” Zoro softly grips your chin before staring deep into your eyes. Your face turned a deep red as Zoro stares at you while Sanji’s hands begin to caress your sides.

“Z-Zoro- Sanji!~” An embarrassed whimper leave your lips as you felt Sanji’s hands caress your midsection softly.

Your body freezes from Sanji’s hands and you stared up at Zoro before your face grows hot. He smiles softly before holding your face with his two large hands. You begin to melt into his hands before he move his face on closer to yours. You feel his chapped lips press against yours before your tongue catches his taste.

The slight bitterness on his tongue from the wine he sipped envelopes your tongue as you indulge in his taste, melting into the kiss as his hands cradles your head. He rolls his fingertips behind your ears to soothe you as he relishes in your sweet taste for a little while.

You let out a little moan as he takes over, his tongue a lot more stronger than yours. He wanted to savor your taste though he craved for more as he held your head in place while drool drips down your chins.

After a little while, he pulls back and you both take a deep breath. A string of saliva falls from both of your lips as you inhaled deeply before wanting more. You feel the heat beginning to pool out onto the fabric of your panties, soaking them as you yearned and craved for more of his warm tongue against yours.

You feel Sanji’s hands slide up your body softly, feeling your soft skin under your shirt before his large skinny hands gropes your breasts through your bra. A moan erupts from your lips as you felt his soft fingers pinch and roll at your nipples before he peppers kisses against your neck. You tried your best to suppress your moans as Sanji unclips your bra to pull that and your shirt off.

“Such soft breasts…such pretty skin~” Sanji whispers into your ear before nipping at it, making you moan out. Zoro smirks before he begins to press kisses down the valley of your breasts. You arch your back from the contrast in texture from their lips.

Sanji’s soft lips pressed delicate kisses against the back of your neck and ear. While Zoro’s rough and chapped lips kissed your body hungrily, disregarding whatever part it was. “Ain’t she pretty? Ero-cook?” Zoro asked before glaring to Sanji. Sanji chuckles lightly. “Breathtaking.” He breathes, for once agreeing with Zoro’s words.

“Sanjiii~ Zorooo~” You moan out their names as your body shivers from their warm and wet kisses, wanting more of their touch and affection as your pussy began to swirl from your overwhelming feelings of love and joy. Zoro begins to unbutton your pants with intensity before yanking both them and your panties off.

“Patience girl, we’re gonna take care of you.” Zoro says before moving down to your cunt. You lay your body back against Sanji’s chest while he continues to play with your breasts, his eyes unable to unfocus from them. Zoro runs a finger along your slit, making you gasp out from his warm fingers. “You’re soakin’ down here ain’t you sweetheart?” Zoro teased before he spreads your legs.

Zoro presses a kiss to your swollen clit, which makes you moan out from sensitivity and slight pleasure. You feel your toes curl as Zoro slid his tongue along your slit before fully pushing his tongue past your entrance and deep inside of you. Sanji suckles on his fingertips making sure to coat them in saliva before trailing them down to your ass.

You gasp as you felt his fingers prod at your rear entrance before slowly pushing them inside of you, making you moan out. He gently thrusts his fingers in and out of your rear entrance, making you moan out from both that and Zoro suckling up your juices.

Sanji softly peppers a kiss to your cheek before pressing his soft lips against yours. The taste of cigarettes smoke coats your tongue and fills your nose before Sanji continues to play with your breasts. Zoro stares and watched in pleasure as Sanji caught your attention from his kiss, though he couldn’t just sit there and act like he wasn’t getting turned on from seeing you make out with someone else ,even if it was Sanji.

“Mmh~ Your lips are tasty honey~” Sanji compliments before kissing you again. You whimper out loudly into the kiss as you felt Zoro’s tongue hit your g-spot. You whine out as they pleased your body, prepping you up to take their cocks while you sat there and took it from both of them like a good girl. You feel Sanji’s finger go deeper inside of you before you moan into Sanji’s lips again.

A irritated whimper leaves you as you feel Zoro remove his tongue from your cunt before licking his lips. “Your pussy’s so sweet~” Zoro says before sliding his tongue along his lips. Gripping the waistline of his pants and moving his haramaki, he pulls them down to reveal his erect cock. Sanji removes his lips from yours before inhaling deeply as saliva fell from both of your lips.

Zoro presses his hardened cock against your bare cunt, making you whine out. “Z-Zoro~ S-So big…” You say in awe as you felt him grind against your needy pussy. You feel Sanji remove his fingers and gently pulls down his pants before his warm and hot cock presses against your lower back. “I-I…I’m getting impatient..” Sanji admits before nipping at your ear again. A chuckle leaves Zoro before he stares at you and Sanji.

“Oi cook. You better fuck her good or I’m kickin’ your ass.” Zoro says, adjusting himself and getting a grasp on your hips. Sanji sighs heavily as he grinds his aching cock against your back, needy for you. “I’ll probably please her better than you, shitty marimo.” Sanji grits his teeth before hissing at the aching pain of his erection.

You feel the men press their cocks against your sopping entrances, ready to feel your warm and tight gummy walls sucking them in. “You can go first.” Zoro breathes, allowing Sanji to enter you first. He smiles softly before pressing a kiss to your neck, trying his best to soothe you before he slides into your rear.

“Relax for me babydoll, I promise it’ll feel good shortly.” Sanji whispers. You nod as he pulls you farther into his body, your ass rubbing and grinding against his cock. A strained groan leaves his lips before he presses the tip against your entrance. “Sanji- P-Please be gentle…” You plead, not very used to anal intercourse. Sanji nods before holding on to your body softly.

“I’ll be as gentle as I can my love~�� Sanji whispers before he begins to slide in. An abrupt moan leaves you both as Sanji slides into your rear entrance, stretching you out and filling you up in the process. Sanji feels himself wanting to cum from your tightness alone. “S-So good~ So tight~” He groans out as he slowly fills your ass. You moan shakily as you feel how deep he is inside of your ass.

“A-Are you alright?” Sanji asks, giving you a concerned expression. You nod before peppering a kiss to his lips. “Y-Yes, I’m fine~” You moan out. Zoro breathes shakily as his cock leaked precum onto your inner thigh. He was craving you and he needed you badly, it was starting to get challenging for him to hold back on you.

You slowly spread your legs open, urging for Zoro to fill your pussy with his cock. You wanted to feel both him and Sanji inside of you. Zoro held your hips tightly before he slowly begins to slide into your needy pussy, a moan emerging from his throat as he filled you up. “A needy lil’ girl ain’t ya?~ You want both of our cocks to fill up your needy holes?” Zoro asked, taunting and teasing you.

You whine out and nod profusely. “Y-Yes!~ P-Please fill me up Z-Zoro~” You whimpered, begging him to fill you up. He smiles before he shoves his length inside of you, making you throw your head back and whine out. Sanji lets out a little moan as he felt the recoil of your body bump against his from Zoro. “O-Oi! Be gentle with her marimo!” Sanji demanded Zoro, not wanting you to get hurt by the moss-headed man and himself.

Zoro chuckles as he gives you time to adjust to his size, watching you as you trembled against both him and Sanji. You tighten around Sanji and Zoro as they stuffed you full in both ends, your mouth drooling as they both were deep inside of you.

“A-Ah!~ S-She tightened even m-more~” Sanji moans, fighting back the urge to just move his hips. “So fucking good~” Zoro groans before giving you a sloppy kiss. You whine out as Zoro slowly begins to thrust into you, the feeling of your warm gummy walls sucking him in gave him life. Sanji slowly begins to move his hips afterwards, thrusting his cock inside of you slowly before going at a faster pace.

You moan out in pleasure as you they both thrusted into you, hitting the deepest spots that no one else could. Their hands roamed your body, touching you as if they’d never seen or touched a woman in their lives. They were needy for you, they wanted you. You wrap your arms and legs around Zoro’s neck and hips as he gasped out from the warmth of your cunt.

“Fuck you feel so warm an’ tight around me~” Zoro breathes as his hands grip your thighs tightly. You whine out as you feel Zoro hit your g-spot before Sanji pressing more kisses against your neck. “This feels wonderful, doesn’t it love?” Sanji asks, his lips continuing to suckle at your skin before he gives you little love bites. You feel Zoro’s hands trailing up your body, also wanting to get a good feel of your skin.

You moan shakily as their hands touches all over your body, loving the feel of your skin against theirs. Zoro peppers a kiss under your jaw and chuckles lightly. “Your pussy feels so fucking good~” He whispers before his movement increase speed. You gasp out Zoro trails his lips lower, suckling on little amounts of skin as he peppers kisses down your body.

“You look so cute baby~” Sanji whispers to you as he thrusted into your ass at a steady pace. You whined out as you felt Sanji grope your breast and held it in place as Zoro suckled on the skin. “You feel so goood~ Z-Zoro! Sanji!~” You whimpered as you arched you back from their touches. Your grip on Zoro’s shoulders grow tighter as you feel yourself growing closer, the warm feeling in your tummy appearing as you breathe heavily.

The men groan when they feel both of your holes tighten around them, signaling you growing close. Zoro grips your hips once more and pulls you down farther onto both his and Sanji’s cock, making both you and Sanji moan out in pleasure. “Someone’s gettin’ close, is our little slut gettin’ close?~” Zoro ask, his tone teasing you. You nodded before letting out a little whimper.

“Use your words love~” Sanji whispers to you. You whimper but comply with them both even though you were close to squirting. “F-Fuck yes! Yes m’so close!~” You whine out, your hands gripping Zoro’s shoulders tightly. Zoro snickers before pushing his body close against yours, trying to push his cock so deep into you. You moan out as you feel his cock kiss your cervix while Sanji’s cock goes deeper inside of your rear entrance.

“I want you to squirt on my cock baby~” Zoro whispers to you as he fucks into you at a fast pace. You moan and gasp out as you felt yourself wanting to cum on Zoro while Sanji heals on tight to your body while thrusting into you as well. “S-So good~ Y-Your ass feel so good sweetheart~” Sanji gasps before his fingers trails down to you clit. You gasp out as Sanji rubbed his gentle fingers against your swollen clit, giving you more pleasure to overwhelm your body.

Drool fell from your lips and slide down your chin as they both fucked you so fast yet so deeply. “Mmh~ F-Fuck I feel it coming!~” You gasp out before you wrap your arms back around Zoro tightly. You hear Zoro groan and Sanji let out a moan as they also grew close to their orgasm and were on the verge of climaxing. “F-Fuck- C-Can I cum inside of you baby girl?~” Zoro asks as he looks up at you with his only eye.

You nodded profusely and moan out before speaking to him and Sanji. “Y-Yeah! You both can cum inside of of me~” You whined as you felt yourself on the edge. Zoro hold son tightly to your hips before thrusting fast into you trying to chase his high. Sanji was no different as you could hear him whine and whimper behind you, his noises only growing louder as he grew closer.

“You’re startin’ to sound like her shitty cook, does it feel that good?” Zoro asked, teasing Sanji while slams his hips against your ass. “F-Fuck yeah~ She does feel so good~” Sanji answers honestly, not really caring much about the teasing from Zoro. Sanji suckles onto your skin once more as he grew closer to summing inside of you, his whimpers only growing louder.

Zoro feels his cock twitch inside of you. “Fuck baby, I’m gonna c-cum~” Zoro says, trying his best to hold out so you cum before him and Sanji. You whimper out and squirm around behind a gasp leaves you. “So close!~ S-So closee~” You whine out as you felt your cunt beginning to flutter around Zoro. Zoro chuckles before giving you another loving kiss, beckoning you to squirt on his cock.

“Come on, cum on my dick! Come on!” Zoro says, his hips practically pounding into you. You moan out in pleasure as you felt yourself ready to cum around Zoro. Gasping from the pleasure of their thrusts, you let out a loud whine as you felt yourself ready to cum. “Cumming! I-I’m cumming~” You moan out before you felt yourself loosening up.

A loud and shaky moan leaves you as you squirt on Zoro’s lower tummy, a heavy breath soon following afterwards. Zoro and Sanji smiles before they continue the pace of their movement, chasing for their high. Fucking you through your orgasm, Sanji whimpers out as he felt himself ready to cum inside of you. “O-Oh!~ Oh I-it’s coming!~” Sanji groans out before pulling you close to him.

Zoro shoves himself inside of you after Sanji pulled you back, wanted and needing your warmth to help him come. “F-Fuck! Fuck yes!~” Zoro groans out as he keeps your hips in place. Both Zoro and Sanji groan loudly as they both cum deep inside of you, filling both of your holes up with their seed. A little whine leaves you as you felt their warmth run through your body.

You breathe shakily before hugging Zoro, needing something to keep you warm and to comfort you. Sanji wraps his arms around your bare torso and lays his head to your shoulder, his heavy breathes still being heard along with Zoro’s. “Babydoll…” You hear Sanji moan out before he presses kisses against you nose again to soothe you. Zoro presses his lips against yours before pulling back and sighing happily,

“Felt good, didn’t it?” Zoro asked as he looked deep into your eyes. You nodded happily before peppering a kiss to his cheek. “I…I wanna stay like this…” You hear Sanji say quietly. You smile softly. “I do too…this is relaxing…” You say quietly. Zoro doesn’t answer and instead stays closer to you to keep you warm and closer to him.

Sanji and Zoro looks to each other and then back to you.

“So…who was better?”

“What?-“

“Who fucked you better? Me or that shitty cook?”

“Oi!”

“W-Well…I enjoyed you both.”

Zoro huffs, thinking that he was gonna do better than Sanji. Sanji shrugs and goes back to peppering more kisses against your soft skin. “I love you both…” You whisper out before giggling to yourself. Sanji blushes at your remark and presses a soft kiss to your lips. “Aww, we love you too babydoll.” Sanji says before kissing you once again.

Zoro smiles and peppers a kiss to your face as well before yawning. “Shit, I’m gettin’ tired.” Zoro huffs before laying against your body. “Stay on my cock while I sleep…you’re keepin’ me warm.” Zoro groaned before he began to doze off, his head relaxing against your shoulder. You blush at his words but pepper a kiss onto his lips before looking back to Sanji.

Sanji yawns but tried his hardest to not fall asleep. “So soft…” You hear him whisper out sleepily. You sighed knowing that it was going to be an uncomfortable position to sleep in, but you obliged and smiled before looking at them both. They both slept soundly with Zoro against your shoulder and Sanji laying against your upper back.

You gaze back up through the window and look at the stars once again, continuing your on-look of the pretty glimmering night sky.

“You both’re so cute. I love you two.”

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bluegalaxygirl · 7 months

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Blizzard Castle (Zosan X reader) Part 1

Zoro X Sanji X Reader, poly relationship, established relationship, reader is Female (Sorry)

Plot: A vampire has their sights set on reader capturing them and taking them to his castle. It up to Sanji and Zoro to save them.

Warning: Bad language, violence, blood, seduction, Trigger warning reader not in control of their body.

Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

3 AM, everyone on the Sunny is asleep in their beds except Usopp who's in the crows nest supposed to be keep watch but is in fact fast asleep. A large blanket wrapped around him to protect him from the constant light snow fall and freezing cold winds making his exposed nose turn red. The Straw Hat crew made it to the snowy island very late at night, a blizzard of snow making it hard to see but with Nami's expertise they managed to dock and decided to explore the island in the morning.

The large shared bed was warm and cozy as you lay there asleep, Sanji's arm around you and your back pressed against his warm bare chest his forehead pressed up against your shoulder blade while Zoro slept behind him in a star shape position snoring away. The sound of his snoring was hardly heard over the howling of the wind and a light whistle. The whistle was strange though, it was almost like a tune not something the wind would make. Starting to wake you didn't realize your body started moving on its own grabbing Sanji's arms and lightly pulling it off of you as your legs moves to hang off the side of the bed. You sat up feeling light-headed, the whistling getting louder but it was soothing, calling to you and your body couldn't help but be drawn to it. Pushing the sheet off you your body stood on its own and started walking towards the bedroom door, a sense of calm washed over you even though you knew something was wrong and hoped that this was all just a dream. Your hand reached for the door nob, turning it and opening the bedroom door freezing cold wind hitting you but your body didn't shiver, your bare feet stepped out of the room meeting cold wet wood where snow had fallen but not stuck.

Closing the door behind you your night dress fluttered in the wind leaving your legs and bare feet exposed to the freezing cold winds and the now heavy snow fall. Walking to the railing of the ship you realized threw the thick mist of snow there was a large figure standing on the railing. Their hand reached out, long black nails attached to white skin took your hand and effortlessly pulled you up and into his arms. Now up close you could see his face, he was beautiful, chiseled chin and jawline, white skin almost like snow with pink lips and piercing gold eyes that never once strayed away from your own eyes. He let out a whistle the same one you've been hearing a beautiful sound coming form a beautiful man, another wave of calm washed over you as he leaned down smelled your neck "Eleanor" he whispered into your neck. It wasn't your name but your mind and body didn't seem to care your hand making its way up into the mans short jet black hair. "Sleep my dear" His light voice ordered and your body obeyed, eyes closing and falling into a deep sleep as the man pulled you closer stepping off the ship.

8 AM, Sanji wakes facing an empty part of the bed, his hand runs over the cold sheet before looking at the clock. He shoots up realizing he's slept in and the others are probably waiting for him to make breakfast but his sudden action wake Zoro up who sits up and rubs his eyes. "What?" the swords man asks feeling groggy watching his boyfriend frantically get out of bed trying to take off his night clothes and replace them with his day cloths "It 8, i slept in" Sanji struggles trying to get his pants on "Where's Y/N?" Zoro asks sitting on the edge of the bed and stretching his arms up over his head with a large yawn "I don't know, i thought she would have woken me though" brushing his hair and putting on some cologne Sanji quickly kisses Zoro and the cheek before rushing out their bedroom door. The cold wind hit his face but the snow fall was gone leaving no snow on the deck of the sunny just a little bit of water, he didn't take much note of it though heading to the kitchen seeing Nami and Robin come out of their room looking very tired "Morning Sanji" they both greeted Sanji giving them a big smile while rushing to the kitchen.

Opening the kitchen door he was about to greet his love but you weren't there, your always in the kitchen of a morning at the counter reading the news with a cut of tea or coffee but it was empty and quiet. With Nami and Robin walking in behind him they looked around confused seeing no food ready "Ur... Sanji?" Nami asks snapping Sanji out of his confused state. "Have you two seen Y/N?" Sanji asks walking into his kitchen area and placing a hand on the kettle, it was cold which means you didn't come to the kitchen this morning. "No we just woke up. strange night though, i dont feel rested at all" Robin answers sitting down at the table while Nami does the same yawning. The kitchen door opens the rest of the crew coming, the normally loud Luffy was quiet rubbing his eyes not having enough energy to call out for food. The crew sat down at their spots on the table, Brook and Chopper falling back asleep at the table. Last in was Usopp the blanket still around him and a bright red nose from the cold. "Hay did any of you hear that strange sound last night?" Usopp asks walking to his seat and flopping down into it "Now that you mention it i did. it was whistle right?" Nami answers putting her finger to her lips trying to recall last night "Yea i heard it as well. I wanted to get up and investigate but i couldn't. i thought i was dreaming" Luffy groggily answers his chin slumped on the table his eyes slowly opening and closing.

The pit in Sanji's stomach got bigger remembering last night. He heard it too and felt you get up, but he couldn't move, he couldn't even open his eyes. Zoro looked over the cook seeing the worried look on his face, it hit him at that moment, you weren't here with them and last night during the whistling the bedroom door opened and closed, Did you leave?. "Somethings wrong, Y/N not here" Zoro piped up catching everyone attention snapping Chopper and Brook out of their sleeping state. Robin placed her thumb and index finger under her chin humming in thought "A missing crew mate, a blizzard leaving no snow behind, all the crew sleeping in late, a state of sleep paralysis and strange whistling" stating all the facts out loud make Usopp, Chopper and Brook all yell out in unison "MONSTER" Chopper leaped over the table to cling onto Usopp and Brook. "For god's sake will you three knock it off" Nami yells out scaring the three more while Robin laughed "Maybe the village will know more" Robin suggested everyone nodding. "Ok lets go then" Luffy stood up adjusting his hat with a smile seeming to be more awake now "What about breakfast?" Franky asks finally speaking only to feel two pairs of burning eyes on him. Sanji and Zoro looked at him with anger ready to kill him only for Luffy to let out a laugh "One of my crew is missing, I'll eat while were out looking"

After getting dressed on warm cloths the crew set off splitting up to look around taking small snail phones with them. Nami, Luffy and Franky went into the market mainly, so they could get Luffy something to eat, Robin and Chopper went to the library and doctors office. Zoro and Sanji went to the town hall and farm land at the edge of town while Brook and Us opp stayed with the sunny and asked around the docks. The island was strange, with all the snow fall from last night there wasn't much snow on the ground, there was still a very cold wind blowing but the snowy ground only went up to the sole of their shoes. Old cottages and big greenhouses took up most of the town along with a big church in the middle. Sanji and Zoro made their way into the town hall, the inside being much warmer than outside, a young lady sat at her desk writing away on a piece of paper with letters stacked from the floor to the ceiling. "Hay" Zoro blurted out catching the lady off guard "Zoro, don't scare the lady" Sanji yelled the swords man just rolling his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest. "Im sorry for his rudeness, i was hoping we could get your help" the cook bows down taking the lady's hand and kisses it, the action making the young woman blush but not pull away "Oh i-im more than happy to help" she stutters flustered by Sanji's charm "One of our crew, my lovely Y/N went missing last night, and we can't find her. Do you happen to know where she might have gone?" he asks only for the lady to pull her hand out of his her smile fading into a frown "Im sorry i can't help you." she tries hiding her face only for Zoro to slam his hand down on the desk "You know something" the yelling seems to catch someone else attention, a much older man comes out of a back office looking at the two men "Do you mind not making so much noise" His deep voice growled causing the young girl stand up and walk over to him whispering something in his ear.

What she didn't realize was Zoro and Sanji had excellent hearing "Their looking for the girl" At those words Zoro pulls his swords out anger filling his body, they knew where you were but trying to hide it from them. Sanji's eyes blaze glaring at the man in front of them "Don't hurt the lady, Zoro" As much as he hated the girl lying to them he couldn't hurt her instead turning his anger on the man kicking him into the wall. Screams came from the young girl watching her boss get kicked across the room. "Out the way" Zoro's voice order the girl her running into the office and closing the door while the two boys walked over to the slumped man "Where is she?" They both asked in unison, their eyes dark ready to kill if need be. The man looked up shaking "I-I don't know" he tried getting out only for Zoro's sword to stab the wall right next to his face a small cut appearing on his cheek. "Don't lie. where is she?" Zoro asks again Sanji raising his leg up ready to kick the man into the next life "Please... just... He has her ok... he'll leave us alone now.. so please just leave her here" The man blurts out tears streaming down his face. "Who? I'll kill him for touching her" Sanji asks wanting answers, how dare another man touch you and take you away form them.

The door to the office opens slowly the young girl stepping out "Talon, he lives in the castle up in the mountains" Sanji puts his foot down walking over to the now crying girl. He places a hand on her head bending down to meet her face "Thank you" he whispers only for the girl to hug him "You'll kill him right? You'll end it?" she asks making both boys confused "I guess we should explain the situation" the man on the ground slowly gets up leaning against the wall for support once Zoro takes his sword out of the wall and puts it back in its sheath. "He's a vampire, one of the last true vampires, he came here and settled with his human wife, our great great grandparents found out what he was and tried to kill him but failed killing his wife instead. Ever since then he's been torturing us, twice a year we have to present a girl to him, and he takes them never to be seen again but last night was different. He showed up with a girl in his arms one we've never seen before. He promised to leave us alone if we left him alone and made sure no one came after them" Zoro and Sanji stared in disbelief they've seen a few things on their journey but never a vampire "It doesn't matter what he is or what he wants. were getting Y/N back" Zoro states turning to Sanji who nods and pulls away form the girl "Right, lets get our love back"

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skribblezcorner · 2 months

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Half-baked zosan fic idea

I will never get around to writing this so heres the shitty grammatically incorrect outline :pppp enjoy

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OK SO BASICALLY SANJI is very physical with everyone - hugging them, forehead kisses, ruffling their hair and kissing their hands n shit - but up until like after the timeskip hes never done it to zoro bc theyre like arch nemeses or whatevs.

One day after like WCI zoro is sleeping on and deck sanji reaches out and ruffles his hair and zoro is like WHATT. It activates so many things hes not prepared for. He goes stiff as a board and sanji backs offf

This happens a few more times - sanji bumps hips w/ zoro when he comes into the kitchen to steal booze and zoro has to act like nethings wrong this time but sanji notices and frowns at him like “tf is wrong with you” and zoro just takes the booze and leaves bc hes so awkward. I love him

Another time theyre at a bar and sanji is drunk and kicks his legs up into zoros lap. Zoro looks over at him and sanji’s making DEAD EYE CONTACT IN THE FACE while raising one eyebrow like.. “What are you gonna do about it/??” zoro doesnt move.

After that day in the bar whenever sanjis close to him he will js use zoro as a leg rest/stool for no apparent reason.

One day theyre exploring an island to go get groceries and some random dude tries to come after their bounty so they beat him up and then they wanna head back to the sunny.

zoro starts off in some random direction but then sanji’s like “thats not the way” and. Grabs. His hand. Like full on fingers intertwined and stuff and zoro just. Full on factory resets

Sanjis like “wtf is wrong w/ u” for like the 2nd time now

Zoros like “why are u doing all this”

Sanjis says “what” and then zoro says “....touching me.”

and then sanji js looks at him so distraught and is like “sorry” and puts like 3 feet of distance in between them meanwhile Zoro has NO IDEA WHATS HAPPENING. So they walk back to the ship in tense silence and zoro is like ‘i did something wrong… i can feel it in my bones’

And sanji starts backing off after that. like he goes back to the way he acted pre-ts and zoro is now also distraught and sometimes he catches sanji looking at him very strangely (its cause hes YEARNING zoro open your eyes).

like sanji doesnt even want to fight anymore and theyre both depressed womp womp

this goes on for like two weeks and then NAMI comes up to him and is like “what the FUKC did you do”

zoros like “wtf…. Are you yapping about” and namis like "Sanji is SO DEPRESSED WHAT DID YOU DO“

zoros like ”I DONT KNOWWWW????? WHY WOULD THAT EVER BE MY FAULT”

and then namis like “well there’s obvi something wrong and i will bet 2.5m beli it was YOUR FAULT so go fucking fix this you green-headed dunce.”

and then Usopp shouts from across the room “add the couples therapy bill to his debt” and nami laughs and is like “i totally should”

Zoros like. BACK UP “couples’ therapy????” and nami’s like “oh….OH” and then is like “WHAT ARE YOU BLIND???? HOW HAVE YOU NOT SEEN.”

and then zoros like “I THOUGHT THE COOK WAS STRAIGHTT”

and then Nami’ looks him directly in the eyes. “he wears 5-inch stilettos.”

Zoro’s like… “i thought those were for combat reasons” and nami smacks him upside the head and tells him to go apologize right tf now. Usopp solemnly agrees

That night zoro hears the clack of sanjis footsteps as he goes out to take watch.

Zoro finds him smoking a ciggie in the crows nest and sidles up to him and sanji is like surprised??? Hes like “hi” and tries to put distance between the two of them

Zoro. COMES CLOSER TO HIM. and sanji’s like “what are you doing”

zoro says “why didnt you tell me you were flirting with me” and sanji accidentally inhales his cigarette. Like it fully goes into his mouth and he hacks it back up over the railing of the ship while zoro js stands there.

After Sanji is done dying he comes back to stand next to zoro and is like “the whole point is to kinda not tell the person”

and then zoros like oh. And then sanji says “well like i backed off so like dont bring it up-” and then zoro cuts him off and is like “I LIKED IT.”

Sanji freezes. Hes like “what…..?” and then zoros like “idk if youre gay or what but first of all if you liked me u could have just said it… but like im sorry i guess” and then he says “i didnt ask you to stop i just asked u why.”

and then sanji is like “so we can..???!?!” and is like gaping and pointing between the two of them and zoros like “yeah you stupid fuckign idiot” and sanji curses him out then kisses him on the mouth. They make out and then fuck in the crows nest duhhh

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i have serious writers block rn and this has been rotting in my google docs for like a month now.... you guys can have this version while i struggle through writing corset sanji for my next ACTUAL ficlet.

ALSO i do have an Ao3 now!! you can find the fics ive written here posted over there as well at SkribblezCorner !! okay bye

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zorotitties · 1 year

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Loose Lips Sink Ships || ZoSan

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As night draws near, Sanji stares out across the vast ocean from Sunny's crow's nest. He watches as the sky fades from its brilliant sunset colours to a deep navy as the sun finally slips into its slumber for the night. He takes a long, slow drag from his cigarette that tastes vaguely of seawater, before stubbing the butt of it out, and tossing it into the ocean.

"Jinbe wouldn't be too happy to see that, curly" Zoro remarks, startling Sanji who had assumed he was alone.

"Shitty swordsman, scared the shit out of me!" Sanji complains, swinging a leg toward Zoro haphazardly, which the swordsman blocks with ease.

Zoro smirks, his grip on the cook's ankle isn't tight but it's enough to keep him in place. Sanji makes no move to yank his leg free, though he knows he easily could.

Their days were filled with bickering and shared blows, but at night, well… it was an entirely different story.

See, when everything was quiet, and the rest of their crew drifted off to sleep and one of them was on night watch, the other would sneak their way up to the crow's nest to meet them. And from there, their demeanour was very different.

"Everyone asleep?" Sanji peers at Zoro and watches as he nods before swiftly pulling his leg out of Zoro's grasp, taking his hands out of his pockets, and grasping Zoro's face with them.

"Out like a light, all of 'em" Zoro smiles, connecting his lips to the cooks.

This was their secret. Behind closed doors, at late hours of the night, they exchanged kisses and soft words instead of their usual snark remarks and blows. It was a secret that would never leave either person's lips, although they had both had the thought to confess to the crew multiple times. Maybe soon… but not yet.

"Marimo…" Sanji trails off, deciding to trail his hands up through Zoro's hair instead. His hair has grown out a bit, enough that the beginning of curls are starting to show.

"I never knew you had curly hair until recently" Sanji looks at Zoro like he's holding the world in his hands, and to Sanji, that's truly what Zoro is; Sanji's world.

"Yeah…" Zoro blushes, brushing the back of his neck with his hand. "I haven't had my hair this long in at least a decade. Even this length is too much for me."

Sanji pushes Zoro away and holds him in place by the shoulders, his face drops into a look of stone-cold seriousness.

"Don't you dare shave it. I love the grown-out look on you." He glares at Zoro something fierce and Zoro shivers. The cook certainly knows how to instil fear in him if nothing else.

"Fine… I won't shave it. But this is the longest it's getting, cook." Zoro smiles when Sanji loosens his hold on him, letting him close the space between them once again.

They stay like that for a while, just holding each other, swaying along with their ship, listening to the waves beat gently against the sides of the Sunny. Because both of them know that when the sun wakes, they will have to go back to snarking remarks and cold stares.

'Just a while longer' they think to themselves, they'll tell the crew soon.

Soon…

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skaryskylar · 4 years

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Cherry Wine

Pairing: ZoSan

Type: One-Shot

Summary: There is a song that pervades throughout the land of Wano. Zoro can't hear the words, but somehow he still understands the lyrics.

Also available on AO3

He first hears the song when he's drinking on Kin'emon's porch. The sake O-Tsuru brought is hot on his tongue as it eases its way down his throat, rim of the porcelain cup cool on his lips. The sharp tang of alcohol clashes with the sweetness of plum, just as the heat of the drink clashes against the cool gusts of wind fiddling with the branches of the trees, playing with sturdy sakura wood and pliant, lush leaves like strings of a shamisen.

Zoro grants an ear to its melody. The white katana at his hip hums along, vibrating in its sheath. This was something secret. Sacred. And though he caught the rhythm and flow, the lyrics weren't meant for human ears. It feels like a memory teetering on the brim of his consciousness, the triumph of knowing that it was there and reaching for it before the bitterness of watching it slip through your grasp.

There was a song he could understand though. He hears the familiar thwack-thwack-thwack of a strainer, the cacophony of knives against a cutting board. Light, rich laughter that hung in the air, rustling his hair and easing the tightness in his chest. The stretch of rubber. The twang a of violin being tuned. A resounding slap as a hand is pushed away. Feminine voice mingling with a deeper baritone (Together. Always together those two.) closely followed by a child's squeal. A boisterous voice rising above all the noise, weaving a tale of insects that were larger than men and the valiant hero that dared to tame them.

This was a song of nakama, and it spoke to something deep within his center, allowing a zen even meditation did not grant him. It was one of peace and trust and love that ran deeper than blood.

He knows all the words by heart, even those unspoken.

A whizz through the air is his only warning.

He catches the bowl that was thrown at him with ease. The udon swims precariously inside but does not slip over the rim. He looks down at the thick noodles swimming in the dark dashi. Fresh, green scallions scattered over the swirling narutomaki, a few pieces floating in the broth past thin slices of beef like leaves in a river. He breathes in, savors the rich scent, then raises his hand to catch the chopsticks shot his way.

(He got used to the pain of them smacking his palm a few islands ago. He had missed it during that long week at the beginning of all this, when he wandered the land of Wano with no one to spar with nor a Captain to follow.)

"Hurry up, before Luffy gets his hands on it."

Sanji settles next to him. He can tell by how the air shifts to accommodate his lithe form, plucking the acrid smoke from his pipe and casting it away. Though they did not touch, his entire left side suddenly feels warm. The cool night does nothing to beat the sensation back, encouraging it if anything else, forcing the blonde closer with a shiver.

His hair, golden and wavy without his tools to straighten it, is strung back into a low ponytail. The stubble given a chance to reign for the day took full advantage, casting his entire jaw in shadow, relenting only to the pale, plush lips that tugged on the vice between them.

His eyes were on the stars, but they shift their attention quickly when he notices Zoro staring.

(And he was closer to that memory. He could feel the softness of it in his hands. The song was getting clearer. Wado hums at his side, bidding him to keep reaching and maybe with a final stretch-.)

"It'll get cold dumbass. Hurry up, or I'll give it Luffy."

"Don't push your luck Curly. You won't get this bowl unless I give it to you."

He takes his first bite and tastes the sea. The crisp salt of the ocean and freshness of the unpolluted air. The grit in his teeth when Luffy launched him into the grass. The billow of a mast unfurling. The crash of the waves against the Sunny's strong, sturdy Adam's wood. Early mornings in the crow's nest, a fresh cup of jasmine tea in hand as he stares out to the edge of the blue expanse.

Yes, this tasted like home.

The song grows in its intensity as he eats. The last chord only ends when the final drop of dashi slips down his throat. Sanji takes the bowl from him, making a point to get close enough for Zoro to smell the ginger-spice of oil he used for his skin, before he scowled, ripping it and the chopsticks away from him to return to his kitchen.

As soon as his foot crosses the threshold, the song stops.

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He hears the song again as he walks through the forest. The morning sun sits heavy on his skin, sweat forcing the tan to glisten in its wake. The light that shone through the trees started off the ballad, soon joined by birds that darted about overhead. They seem to follow him as he walks down a rough path, nearly overrun by nature. The soil sinks beneath his sandals without resistance, an easy tempo followed by lively chirps of the birds and the cry of cicadas.

It wasn't difficult to sink into the dreamlike haze. The familiar zen of meditation washes through him, easing his breath and loosening his grip on the hilt of his swords. Which was why he jumps when Wado rattles in her sheath.

He pauses, looks around, and is entirely unsure of where he's found himself. While the rest of Wano is well-loved and taken care of post-Kaido, this area seems to be untouched from Oden's time. The trees grew tall and unhindered by human folly, wildflowers sprouting at their roots in a myriad of colors. Tiny woodland animals dart about, sniffing at his feet, pouncing at his sword. They're curious. Unafraid of him because they have never seen one of his kind.

The most noticeable of them all was the golden fox. It was perched on a branch, lazily flicking its milky tail back and forth as it peers down at him with bemused black eyes. Zoro tightens his hand on Enma's hilt. It follows the movement, then gives a huff, as if laughing at the notion that the swordsman could harm it.

It stands, stretches into a long, arc, then opens its maw in a silent yawn.

Smacking it's lips, the fox gives Zoro one last look, smirks, then scampers down the tree and trots away.

A childish, petty anger surges in his chest at the disrespect. He doesn't hesitate before he goes to follow. The little woodland animals fall over themselves to track his footsteps as he goes deeper into the forest, following the sway of that golden tail. The song in his ears grows louder, sounds forming the beginning of words till he steps into a clearing, and everything falls to a low vibration.

Wado is warm in his hand. Every nerve fires off, putting him on guard. But the clearing is empty save for the overgrown grass and the wooden markers that stood high, covered in moss and rot.

He found his feet stepping towards them before he could resist. The wood is cool against his fingertips as he brushes away the dust, struggling to make out the faint characters etched into the surface.

'Noa'...'Ro'....

"They say that they're proud of you." Kuina's voice says in his ear. Wado's hilt has turned hot in hand as he crouches. He brushes against the wood again, wanting to hear that sweet sound once more, peeling lichen out of the way to make out the rest of the name. So fervent is he in his efforts, that he fails to notice the crunch of leaves underfoot until another, deeper voice rings out, fondness sewn into the tone beneath the harsh words.

"Honestly, marimo. Can't we go to one island without you getting lost? You missed lunch asshole."

Sanji stops a couple paces away. There is nothing remarkable about his appearance. He is dressed in his usual kimono, white and yellow with the sleeves rolled up. He had just come back from work. If the low ponytail didn't indicate as much, then the carefully wrapped bento in his hand would.

Zoro had seen this man in this same position-with a frown on his face and a hand on his hip so many times before. So there was no reason for his breath to freeze in his lungs despite the heat of the day. Clearing his throat, he shiftsdiscreetly, trying to force his heart to jumpstart in his chest and give his brain the blood it needed to think clearly.

A moment of silence grew too long.

Sanji looked beyond Zoro, over to what he was doing, then his face crinkled in disgust.

"Is...Is that a grave marker? You sick necrophilia-loving fuck. Stop touching that!"

Heat flooded his face. He heard a little girl's laughter on the wind as he scrambled backwards, rubbing his hands on his dark hakama.

"I just wanted to read them! Get your head out of the gutter you perv!"

"What'd you say matcha-brain?"

"Exactly what I said Curlicue!"

He felt the kick coming before Sanji even raised his leg. Their timing is perfect, as always. A splinter of wood flies off the man's sandal when the heel meets Enma in a sonic clash. Blue eyes meet his through the burst of flames, merriment dancing in their depths despite the scowl on their owner's face.

He smirks back.

They pull apart and come together time after time again. It is their own elaborate dance, and the steps are much too complicated to be taught to anyone else. Around them, the clearing begins to roar its approval.

Wano's song descends upon the scene seamlessly, ringing in Zoro's ears as if it was always there. The golden fox adds to the chorus, cheerfully yipping as it darts about, watching the fight with the same excited vigor as the rest of the creatures gathered to watch. With each kick he meets with his blade, the words become clearer. Verse after verse, lyric after lyric, kick after kick pushing him higher, sending him towards the finale.

He rushes towards it in a flying leap. Wado sings between his teeth as he bore down on the man, unafraid of the heat of the flames even as they licked his bare skin.

When a well-placed kick knocks his swords from his hands, the song did not falter. He moves with its cadence. Slipping Wado back into its hilt to go no-sword style, he braces himself for impact and grabs Sanji by the shoulders, sending them both tumbling to the ground.

Their breaths mingle, a cool gust on the crook of his neck as he presses his nose to blonde tufts, breathes, and listens.

He knows he's close. He can taste it on his lips, sweet as plum sake and just as pleasing to his tongue. The strands of blonde tickle his nose. Vanilla and ginger mingle, scent of his conditioner strong through the man's sweat. He wasn't aware the rumble in the air was coming from him till timid fingers flutter at his shoulders, resting there as if they belonged.

He looks down into deep azure eyes and he hears the song as if it were in another room. There are lyrics, words that slit his heart open and let it weep, an outpouring of emotion so thick he can't speak.

He licks his lips and tilts his head to see if he could get a better listen.

"OI! Zoro! Sanji!" The rustle of grass beneath hooves cut off the song abruptly. The men scramble apart just as Chopper appears from the trees. The deer pants, obviously having run all the way, but his expression is joyous when he clambers up to them.

(The golden fox takes one look at the reindeer and rolls it eyes. After a pointed, pained look at Zoro, it turns on its heel and scampers away.)

"Izo and Marco are setting up a sparring contest! O-Robi's going to use swords! One hundred sword style!"

Zoro is up and running before the kid can finish. The song is left forgotten.

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Hiyori's fingers are a blur against the strings. Nimble, pale, and skilled, they dart across the instrument with a self-assuredness he recognizes quickly. Her shamisen is like his blades: an extension of the self so integral it was like another limb. Her chords blend easily with that song, and yet he can't help but think it is a pale mimicry of the original. He doesn't dislike it, no.

But it still feels like something is missing. The build-up is there. The rush that heats his blood and makes him want to fight is there. But it's surface level. There was a depth to the original that her song didn't achieve.

His time with the cook was the closest he got to hearing the end of it. Was anger the key? Did he need to get pissed off to understand?

(Wado laughs in her sheath, high and feminine. Free and true. It's a sound that never failed to make him feel like a fool, going back to when he was a child.)

He doesn't realize she stopped playing until she speaks.

"You seem distracted."

"Got a lot to think about," He grunts.

"Let me try to ease your mind."

The response annoys him. He wanted a push, a snarky rebuttal. There was no resistance. The pliancy-the way she bends to serve-it's unnerving.

She looks him over and he can't help the goosebumps on his skin. Her eyes are a stunning shade of blue, but they were wrong. This is the blue of the sky, of stability, the promise of 'forever' no matter how stagnant the days may become.

He craves the blue of the sea. He wants to look deep in the whorl of the waves and fall headfirst into the chaos of their storms. He seeks mystery and adventure because they can make him strong. He wants to discover the unknown, to let its tide roll through him. He wants triumph in the face of disaster. An unrelenting fire to forge his swords. The smell of ginger, spices, tobacco, steel, leather and sea salt.

Not this. Not sitting in a tiny room with an empty bottle of sake at his side, idly listening to rehearsed music as his blades waste away and grow dull.

Wado is silent. Even as Hiyori starts a new song, she is silent.

He's growing impatient. He knew it was showing on his face because her fingers began to still on the strings. She looks him over again, displeasure rolling off of her in waves. Sighing, she sets the instrument aside.

"My songs don't please you."

"They don't displease me." He offers, but he sees from the way her face shuttered that it wasn't the right thing to say. He isn't clever like the cook. He wasn't raised to be suave. His tongue is a thick, heavy clod in his mouth that resists even if his lips manage to move in the right way.

Hiyori ducks her head. One by one, she plucks the pins from her hair, setting each to side with careful clinks as waves of her silken, cerulean hair fall over her shoulders. Once they are all complete, she pushes it behind her back, revealing her face and the determination that settles in her gaze.

"Perhaps," Confusion makes his heart swing as she leans forward. Close. Much to close. "I can help with that."

He freezes back as she pulls herself onto his lap.

"Relax," She says softly. His heart batters against his ribcage, heat climbing up his skin as the slow, dreadful realization as to what was going on rattles his brain. Her hands are tiny but firm on his thighs, fingers reaching for the tie of his obi as he begs his frozen mouth to move and resist in a way that wouldn't physically harm her.

But shock isn't easily shook off. It forces a series of syllables that didn't belong to any language out before he finally, thankfully, spluttered a:

"Wait, no! Lady, stop I-!"

The shoji slides open and the voice of the last person Zoro wants to see at that moment rings out bold and true.

"Hiyori-chan!!!! I've got tea for you, then Izo and Okiku-chan helped me make cookies! Maybe you could show me how-! Eh, mosshead?"

This shade of blue is correct. He studies the myriad of navy and azure in the irises as the black pupils shrank. This is the one that reminded him of freedom and the sweet taste of victory. They promised greatness.

But there's something wrong.

Emotions flash across their surface, quick and intense as a thunderous storm. Wado rattles in her scabbard, but that sound is overshadowed by the tea set crashing to the ground, sending porcelain shards and matcha powder arcing through the air. The kettle tips over, hot water streaming quick to socked feet but it was like Sanji didn't notice. He only stares at the scene before him. His hands quiver, shaking as if he were cold, until he regains the sense of mind to clutch at the sleeves of his kimono, abruptly dipping into a low, stiff bow.

"Sorry for interrupting." He says coldly, then he turns and runs.

Zoro's heart hammers in his chest before it loses its place and falls to the depths of his gut. He scrambles to get up through the pain, chasing after the man through the hallway as Wado yells at him to 'run, run, run', bolting past rooms with booming laughter and delicious smells, ignoring Luffy's shouts of his name.

But by the time he comes to a stop at the front door, the yard is empty save for the swaying grass.

The angry chittering at his hip stops.

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The rain has a long, mournful solo. There is no chirping of cicadas, no rush of the wind through the trees, no sun to kiss his skin and bid him welcome to Wano's orchestra. There is only wetness and biting cold, barely fought back by the sake in his hand.

He sits alone. Usopp had stopped by earlier with dinner. The empty bowl is at his side, resting against a still white sword, silent as the day its original master died. He watches the world in all its grayness from Kin'emon's porch. How the rain sweeps in and cleanses them all, nature and man alike, dropping its sorrowful tune on the world, slipping its melancholy through his thick haori till it chills his very bones.

The sound of the door opening and gentle yet sure footsteps perk his ears. He doesn't need to look to know who it was. (Sanji's steps were just as graceful, but they were heavier. The only other Strawhat with this grace was-.)

"I'm reading a book about soulmates," Robin says, folding her legs beneath her as she sits down. The wisteria of her perfume tickles his nose, sweet and stark against the fresh scent of the rain. He doesn't look away from the downpour. She follows the line of his gaze and does the same.

"I'm not usually one for fiction, but Franky saw fit to buy me something he'd thought I'd like. The fact that he stepped foot in a bookstore at all speaks volumes."

A stabbing pain shoots through him. He loosely knows the crawling heat of envy, and is sure it wasn't for either half of the couple in particular but that thing that they shared.

Robin could be morbid and cruel but Franky makes her laugh. He loosened her grip on the grotesque, brought her down from the icy pedestal of perfection and lets her bare her weaknesses for the crew to see. Franky is a madman, loyal to his family to a fault, a perverted genius. She forces his kindness, literally gripped him by the balls till he dared to share his visions with the world, to use his smarts to help a boy become a king.

(They are two of the most amazing, worst people he has ever met. Separated, they're horrible. If Luffy asked him to cut them down back then, he wouldn't have hesitated. Together, he trusts them with his life. Would give up his own for theirs. They made each other 'good'. Stable enough to act as parents to a genius, teenage reindeer with a knack for sticking his hands in human bodies. Wasn't it funny how fate worked out sometimes?)

"It's an interesting concept isn't it? One soul ripped into two by the gods, doomed to roam this earth for years just searching for their second half..." A red-breasted thrush flutters into the grass before them. It cocked its head at the two, rustling its feathers even as the rain pelts down, unbowed and unbroken under the deluge. Zoro straightens as its beady eyes settle on him.

Wado gives a little shiver.

"It would be easier if we were birds," Robin continues. "How lovely it must be to find someone that's singing the same song as you."

"I don't believe in fairy tales."

She just smiles softly. The rain does not cease. The melody of Wano does not come.

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The days pass. The repairs on the Sunny are nearly complete. Marco the Phoenix flies back to Sphinx. Momonosuke studies hard to become a worthy leader of his beloved country. Hiyori finds him and apologizes. Outwardly, he accepts it with a grunt. Inwardly, he can't help but bluster. He resents her. Just a little bit. Only time and distance could let him overcome the instinctive surge of embarrassment every time he thinks of the incident.

(He wants to set sail. He wants to set sail. He wants to set sail.)

He trains.

He swings his swords and ignores how they no longer sing. Usopp gives him a wide berth after a particularly snappy remark. Nami forces him into bathhouses, thinking the water should 'cool him off'. Chopper fixes his practice-induced injuries but does not reprimand him. Franky keeps asking if he's okay. Robin sends him those knowing glances, saying whatever cryptic words come to her mind in that moment. Luffy says nothing, places the strawhat on his head, and encourages him to nap.

(His eyes stay wide open beneath the brim.)

He does not see Sanji outside of meal times.

He didn't realize he was looking till one day Luffy plucks the hat back, staring deep into his eyes with that rare, serious expression that made him seem years older than he was.

"Try again. Whenever you think you're going the right way, go the opposite."

The air shifts, and the boy grins once more.

"That's what I do whenever I need to find Law! Guys like us can't listen to our heads! What matters is our guts! The stomach is the answer to all our problems!"

As if summoned, the organ in question gives a loud, long rumble. Luffy groans. He flops over, letting his hat cover his face in the exact same position Zoro had been in.

"Please...hurry...Sanji doesn't make extra snacks when he's angry."

As First Mate it was his duty to follow his Captain's orders. He repeats this mantra in his mind, using this justification to steel himself as he plucks his swords from where they lean against the tree, saddles them at his hip, and begins his search.

Sanji was not at the udon shop. Nor was he at Kin'emon's place. He was not drinking tea at O-Tsuru's shop, nor was he aiding the rebuilding efforts at Oden Castle. He was not at the ship. Not flirting with girls at the geisha house.

Zoro keeps searching. He walks until his stomach begins to grumble and even sake can't silence it.

Mt. Atama was the last place he would've checked.

He finds him atop the hill, hidden in the shadow of a cherry blossom tree. He is not alone. Izo and Kiku are at his sides as they had been since the end of the battle.

(They took to each other quick. The gunslinger said the blonde reminded him of someone he used to know. That sitting in the kitchen as he worked calmed him. Sanji laid his hand on his in understanding and showed him how to make mochi.)

Tama and Toko are seated with them. All five wear flowers in their hair, carefully weaved by Tama if the stems scattered around her are any indication. They chatter and laugh, sharing tea and cookies. The cook's face is flushed red from his laughter. Toko is doing a funny dance that brings tears to his eyes. He only laughs harder when the girl drags Izo and his sister to join.

It's mid-spin that the gunslinger senses him approach. A dark, thin brow arches high, frown playing at painted red lips. Zoro waits as the man leans down to whisper to the girls, tugging his sister by her kimono sleeve to give the two some semblance of privacy.

Of course, the group has to pass Zoro on the way. Izo gives him a look that was less of glance and more of a silent threat, but he says nothing, nor does his swift pace falter.

The swordsman begins his silent rapture, ascending the curve of the hill to meet the golden man waiting for him above. The song starts again. He's in the room where its playing. He can hear every plucked string, the reverb and chorus's lively echo.

"What do you want?" Sanji asks. He's no longer laughing. The light in his eyes has gone cold. Zoro doesn't respond as he sits. The winds stirs, blowing through their hair. He smells matcha tea and flames.

They speak at the same time.

"What you saw that day-."

"You don't have to explain yourself to me-."

They stop, take a breath. Zoro tries again.

"She apologized. For, uh..." He coughs, chest suddenly feeling very tight. "She misread the 'signals' I was giving. She told me to apologize to you on her behalf."

He sucks on his lower lip, letting a short 'tch' rip past his teeth as his heart bounces in his throat. Sanji still wasn't looking at him.

"Well, I forgive her. So you can run and tell your little girlfriend that if she wants to keep you here in this tiny country all for herself, she can. You can stay here with her and make little sword-stabbing babies with weird hair and-."

"I don't want to stay here." The blond freezes. Zoro takes a breath. He reminds himself of his Captain's words and jumped to instinct.

"I want to go to sea." The 'with you' goes unsaid but, if they're listening to the same song, then it didn't go unheard.

The cook's hands are shaking. He pulls out his pipe, struggles to pack it tight and light it up. When he manages to take a long drag, the wind gives him the same affectionate consideration it did the first time, plucking the smoke and casting it towards the clouds.

Sanji watched it fly away. Zoro watched him watch it, tracing the firm collarbone and V-shaped sliver of skin with vicious longing tearing at his insides.

"She'll be disappointed."

"I don't care."

He hears a girl's gasped laughter. Wado rattles in her sheath. He unbuckles all three swords and sets them to the side. Then he takes two quick steps up to Sanji, reaches for the man's jaw and tilts it till they're making eye contact.

(His eyes are so, so blue.)

"Are you singing the same song as me?" He asks, because his mind is blank but his gut has a lot of strong opinions. Sanji pulls the pipe from his lips. Sets it aside. Then his expression crinkles into something exasperated and fond all at once.

"Have you been talking to Robin too?"

He was not stopped when he leaned in. There was no one to intervene when he pressed his lips to Sanji's own and relished the soft, little whine that rose to meet him. He's in the room where the song is playing. He can hear every beat of the drum. The chorus of Wano's ghosts sings about adventure, a great battle, victory, and love of their motherland.

The lyrics let him know he is home.

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Zoro isn't a music kind of guy. He's not like Brook, playing ballads to the calm sea at night, hoping a friend living hundreds of nautical miles away was still listening close enough to sing along. He doesn't play jazz records in the middle of the night like Robin. He yells at Nami to shut up when she sings that old Navy song her mom taught her, and grits his teeth when Luffy hums that weird country song he's fond of. He has no interest in Franky and Usopp's loud, radical rock and roll nor Jimbei's strange underwater yodeling.

But he has a favorite song. He listens to it daily. It's in the smack of chopsticks against his palm when he catches them. And in the clatter of a plate of onigiri set on the ground while he's training. He hears it in a loud- nearly violent-argument over a game of jenga and the screams when the Sunny lurches and the entire tower falls over.

He hears it in soft, discreet touches (that never quite manage to miss Robin's hawk-like gaze if her little smirks mean anything) and in the affection hidden behind spat vitriol whenever a certain idiot lays it on too thick with all the compliments to the sea witch.

The lyrics are easy to remember. The trick is convincing the singer to say them.

You see, you can't just rush him into it.

No, you have to make sure his guard is down. Spar with him in the morning after breakfast to make sure he gets any aggressive energy out of his system. Don't interrupt to get sake while he's making dinner.

(If you can't resist your alcoholic tendecies, then at least stick around while you drink instead of walking away. Compliment how his hands move with a knife in them. Mention that the food smells good. Rest your hand against the curve of his ass and place your lips against that spot on his neck just the way he likes. If he laughs and nudges you away with his shoulder, you're in the clear. If he kicks you away, you will not get to hear him sing that night. Try again tomorrow.)

When dinner is done, the dishes are set to dry and the kitchen is clean, linger in the Crow's Nest. Resist the urge to work out. He'll complain if you're sweaty and that's all you'll hear about for the rest of the night. No, instead open up the overhead dome so that the light of the stars comes in through the glass, bathing the room in a pale, silver tinge.

(Allow yourself a swig of sake. Stare up at the thousands of brilliant blazes in the sky and try to remember where he showed you his favorite ones were. Andromeda. Pisces. Draco. Scorpio. Vulpecula. You couldn't find the Ursas. Make a mental note to ask him to point them out again.)

When he clambers over the ladder, pluck the bottle of wine from his hand before he accidentally breaks it.

Sit next to him as he pours himself a glass. You two will drink, whisper in the shadows, point up at the stars and listen to the stories his father told him of old, legendary sailors and the gods. Then, when the alcohol is done for the night and there's a twin flame in your hearts, he will settle his head on your chest.

(This is the most complicated part. Don't fuck it up.)

You can't rush it, but you can't go too slowly otherwise he'll fall asleep. Run your fingers through his hair. Tease him to rile him up (Never, ever mention the V*nsm*k*s). Let him torment you back and respond to his attempts with nothing more than a low grumble of a laugh. Then, when he shifts his weight to look at you, skinny arms like iron bars on either side of your head, let him lean down to kiss you.

Yeah. Let him lean down to kiss you.

It's a power thing. You don't care either way but he likes having that control of the situation. Let him pry your lips open with his tongue. Feel his fingers trace the ridges of the scar slashed across your chest. Groan as his thumb circles a nipple and hiss when he takes your arousal into his fist.

Listen carefully for the song to start. With patience, you'll find it.

The thump-thump-thump of two heartbeats sharing the same tempo. Scratches against the wood as limbs scramble to reposition themselves. Huffs, groans, whimpers, and moans all adding to create a wonderful melody as you thrust into a sweet, tight heat.

Then, if you've played all your cards right, you'll hear him sing.

They lyrics were simple. A hushed, rapid chant of:

'Iloveyou. iloveyou. Iloveyou.'

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[ONE PIECE] [ZOSAN ADVENT CALENDAR, DAY 7] MORE THAN YOU COULD EVER KNOW

Pairings: Zoro/Sanji, Law/Sanji (mentioned: KidLaw, UsoppNami, FrankyRobin). Characters: Roronoa Zoro, (Vinsmoke) Sanji, Monkey D. Luffy, Usopp, Nami, Nico Robin, Trafalgar Water D. Law, Franky, Brook, Tony Tony Chopper. Mentioned: Eustass Kid, all the time. Disclaimer: One Piece does not belong to me. Warnings: Title comes from the song “ All I want for Christmas is you ”, by Mariah Carey. This is an unrevised work, so I’m sorry for my mistakes. Summary: It’s a winter island they are in. The snow falls from the sky on a slow dance, and Zoro feels that if he stares at the snowflakes, they’ll stop in midair. The village they are is warm and homey. Lights adorn houses and markets, statues of a fat man wearing red clothes are everywhere. It’s part of a tradition at this time of the year, one of the men that greeted them at the port said. They are celebrating something and the Strawhats are in the middle of it. Not by their choice. The log pose takes thirty-one days to settle and so they are forced to be around these people and celebrate their Christmas thingy. Law doesn’t like it. It will take too long, why thirty-one days exactly, why people keep kissing me whenever I stand too long in a place. Questions, questions. Nami only shrugs. “We can’t do anything about it. And at least they aren’t trying to kill us.” “Yet.” Robin reminds them, smiling. “Maybe the main point of this celebration is to kill us and have a feast with our flesh.”

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It’s a winter island they are in. The snow falls from the sky on a slow dance, and Zoro feels that if he stares at the snowflakes, they’ll stop in midair. Even he must admit it is beautiful, almost romantic, but he could live without Nami’s sighs every time she stares at the ice falling slowly from the sky.

The village they are is warm and homey. Lights adorn houses and markets, statues of a fat man wearing red clothes are everywhere and reindeers are treated like gods (Chopper loved it, even though many called him a raccoon when they saw him). It’s part of the tradition at this time of the year, one of the men that greeted them at the port said. His cheeks were red with something and when Zoro asked about what kind of drink, he answered Joy. So far he has not found this type of booze around, though every barkeeper he asks laugh and tells him he will find if he looks deep enough (deep where?).

They are celebrating something and the Strawhats are in the middle of it. Not by their choice. The log pose takes thirty-one days to settle and so they are forced to be around these people and celebrate their Christmas thingy. Something religious, apparently.

Law doesn’t like it. It will take too long, why thirty-one days exactly, why people keep kissing me whenever I stand too long in a place. Questions, questions. Nami, who is too intrigued by the number of days, only shrugs. “We can’t do anything about it. And at least they aren’t trying to kill us.”

“Yet.” Robin reminds them, smiling. “Maybe the main point of this celebration is to kill us and have a feast with our flesh.”

The eerie silence that would have settled on them for a few minutes is broken by Luffy screaming “MEAT!” and soon there is a discussion of who would be tastier.

They all vote on Chopper, who bursts crying in fear.

Day one

The Cook taps his shoes on the deck of Sunny slowly, every two seconds. They barely reached the place and he soon changed his usual black shoes for black boots with white fur adorning it. Once Zoro asked him why he changed his shoes on winter islands and not on summer islands and the Cook stared at him as if he was an idiot for about five seconds before answering that his shoes can take the heat quite well, but its sole are too slippery for iced ground. It made sense in that way many things the Cook did make sense to Zoro: almost none. When he told him this, the Cook attacked him and they soon were stopped by the Witch who became even better at aiming barrels at them.

Zoro stares at the boots and the rhythm they make, how the snow soon falls with the tapping and wonders if the weight of them make any difference on the Cook’s kicks. Before he got fully acquainted with his swords they too felt too heavy for some movements. The Cook barely uses those boots, does it not feel strange when he puts them for the first time? In a battle, would this make any difference?

“Well?” The Cook says and Zoro looks up, to stare at the Cook’s eyes, well, eye, the way the smoke from his cigarette disappears on this weather, on this whiteness. He has a small notebook in hand and his cheeks are a little red.

Did he find it? Joy?

“‘Well’ what?”

The Cook huffs annoyed. The tapping stops. “Do you want to eat anything special?”

“Booze.”

“That’s not food!”

“Says you.” Zoro answers and stares at the sky. Snow is coming down heavier, a sign of a storm. He should go to the crow’s nest and sleep there. The cold doesn’t affect him anymore.

“Says everyone that has a brain, you moss—” The Cook stops midsentence and inhales smokes, the tip of the cigarette becoming redder with the movement. “Do you want to eat anything special?” He repeats his question and grips the pencil harder.

“Booze.”

“BOOZE IS NOT— FINE!” He writes it down. “Anything else?”

Zoro frowns. “You really gonna make some booze? You know how?”

“Of course I know how, it’s not that hard.”

“Great, I expect it today.”

“YOU CAN’T MAKE ALCOHOL SO FAST!” The Cook screams again and Zoro just stares him hard enough, offended. That’s not true. It’s easy to make booze. It’s everywhere, on every island and in every bar. Can’t take so long.

“I don’t believe in you, shitty Cook. I want it today.”

“YOU’RE IMPOSSIBLE.” Sanji screams and throws the notebook on Zoro. It hits him on his chest and falls on his lap.

After the man leaves, fuming and stomping hard on the ground, Zoro picks the notebook and notices something odd: there is only his name on its pages as if he has only asked Zoro for food.

“Tch. He probably got this one for me after he filled three with the girl's requests.” He says to no one.

Day two

The Cook brings him soup when Zoro is training. It’s weird all in itself, because normally he would just scream food is ready and wait for everyone to show up. Zoro, who is kind of hungry but too busy doing weights, is pretty sure he didn’t hear anyone screaming.

“It’s pumpkin soup.” The Cook answers before Zoro— well, Zoro wasn’t going to ask. It’s food. It’s soup. He doesn’t need the receipt.

“Ok.” He says. He puts down the weights he had and walks over to the Cook, who holds a small spoon. “Thanks.”

The Cook smiles a little and his cheeks get red again. The wind must be very strong out there. “No problem.”

Silence settles in as Zoro takes the bowl and the spoon. He feels the Cook stare at him and doesn’t know what is going on. He looks at him, with his stupid smile and the way his fingers brush his golden hair out of his nose. There are some snowflakes melting on his fringe and Zoro wonders if he feels them touching his skin. If he shudders when they do.

Zoro suppresses himself a shudder and looks at the window. He can’t see anything with the snow and the wind.

“Cook.” Zoro whispers.

“Yes?” The Cook answers, expectantly.

“Is someone watching us?”

“JUST EAT YOUR DAMN FUCKING FOOD, YOU STUPID, BRAINLESS MARIMO, I CAN’T BELIEVE I—”

He leaves after that, his words growing lower as he walks away from the Crow’s nest.

It’s Pumpkin soup, Zoro finds out after he tastes it. The same receipt the Cook made on the last island. The same one Zoro liked so much he repeated over and over and almost had to fight the witch for more.

Day Three

“Do you want to go to the park with me?”

“What?” Zoro asks.

“The park. Where the big tree is being decorated. They said they’ll light it up today.”

Zoro frowns. He doesn’t know what he is talking about.

“Nevermind.” The Cook says after a moment, and his voice sounds a little dejected. “You wouldn’t find it not even if you tried.”

“HEY.”

Day four

“Here.”

Zoro stares at the cookies. They smile at him, small men all dressed like the so-called Santa Claus.

“I didn’t ask for cookies. I asked for booze.”

“I know. Be patient.”

“I don’t like sweet things.”

“I know. But I made these for you, so.” He puts the plate next to Zoro and leaves. “You better eat them.” The Cook threatens.

Zoro gives them to Luffy.

Day five

Hot cocoa is great before training. The Cook keeps talking to everyone how he found this place that has this amazing cocoa and how one of the women of the village gave him some receipts he wants to try and that he hopes they (the Witch and Robin, though he does stares at Zoro and Chopper when he says it) enjoy it as much as he did making them.

It’s good. Delicious. His have dark chocolate and Zoro likes to think of how much the Cook knows him. Even Law seems impressed and he finishes his beverage too quickly to be normal. The Cook sees this and his smile is so wild something ugly inside Zoro curls. He gives his own cocoa to Law and when he tries to refuse, the Cook says it would be a pleasure to share his food with Law, if he liked it so much.

Zoro tries to finish his own hot cocoa as fast as Law did, but all he gets is a burned tongue.

Day six

Zoro is awakened by music. Soft music, cheerful and entirely too Brook, even if that doesn’t make much sense. Before Brook, every music was just music played my a musician, but now he knows the differences as it is played, the same way he is capable of identifying the Cook’s kicks by intensity and even smell (they burn the air and the leather of the shoes when they are coming, even when his leg is not on fire).

“Morning.” Zoro says to nowhere in particular and the music changes for a moment, making him smile. He can hear Brook’s tone when the arc touches the string.

The songs Brook is learning are the ones he listens every night when he goes to sleep. In this island, it’s tradition that a group of people sings to others these songs and now that if he has been on this place only six days, he knows them all by heart. Sometimes Robin hums it when she is reading and Franky did new versions on his guitar. Chopper likes Jingle Bells specifically and Usopp is trying to record them for him, as a present — something else they do at the end of the month. Give presents to each other, something Zoro thinks is ridiculous, because he can show he loves his Nakama by getting strong to protect them, not by giving them some stupid object that will soon wither by time or be destroyed by an enemy.

The funniest thing? Law hates them. He loathes every song that is sung on this island and once he did threaten those villagers who came to sing for them in the ship. Luffy laughed too much and said something about telling a kid about this, but Zoro didn’t really get it.

He walks around the ship and the music follows him, almost if it was part of the wind, and in moments like this Zoro understands why Luffy wanted so badly a musician in this ship.

When he enters the galley unannounced, the image that greets him is of the Cook reading a book with his glasses falling on his nose, staring at the words very intently as something delicious smells on the background. Zoro tilts his head to read the cover and it has something to do with Christmas. Again.

“Cooking book?” Zoro wonders as he fetches himself a glass of water.

The cook mumbles something he does not hear. “What?”

“I said—” and his voice has that dangerous edge that always has when Zoro does not hear him the first time, almost as if he asked him to repeat what he said on purpose (only most of the times). “—it’s a short stories collection.”

“Oh.” Zoro comments and drinks his water.

“Law wanted my opinion on it.”

“Oh.” Zoro mentions and he fetches himself a second glass of water, because his mouth is suddenly dry.

The music outside changes for one much more cheerful that makes the Cook close the book and go scream at Brook to change the music. Something about not being able to read the mood.

It becomes his favorite song.

Day seven

“Did you like it?” The Cook asks suddenly when they are once again alone in the galley. The song Brook played yesterday starts again, almost the moment they are left alone. The Cook’s ears became redder the moment it started. Is it a sexual one? Is that it?

“What?” Zoro asks.

“The cookies.” The Cooks supplies and stares at Zoro for a moment before looking at his feet. Zoro’s eyes follow his. He doesn’t get it. His boots are clean. There is no need to stare at his shoes if they are not dirting his precious kitchen.

“Oh. Yeah.” Zoro says. He meant that he knows about the cookies, not that he liked it, but Zoro finds himself unable to explain this for the other, who just smiles brightly and makes all sort of questions about the taste and other things. He comments on things Zoro doesn’t even know what is about. Cooking, probably.

Zoro doesn’t have the heart to tell him he didn’t, so he grunts and nods and hesitates on his response. It seems to be enough.

The music gets louder and louder and suddenly Franky starts singing about the fact that all he wants for Christmas is someone. The Cook keeps smiling when Zoro leaves the galley, his insides both warm and cold — the same way he gets when he finds a worthy adversary.

Later, when they are eating breakfast and the Cook mentions the cookies again, Zoro finds himself staring at Law, who glares at him as he eats his oatmeal.

Day eight

The little men stare at Zoro with a dumb smile. His brothers and sisters do the same and Zoro can’t hold their empty glares.

“You said you liked it.” The Cook comments, his voice tingling with an unsure tone.

“Uh, yeah, I did.” Zoro tries to explain himself. “I just didn’t think you would… Do more.”

Much more. Three times more.

The Cook stares at the window, eyes warm, cheeks flushing. “I thought it would be nice to practice a little more. Ginger men are not something I’m used to making.”

Could have me fooled, Zoro thinks.

He opens his mouth to thanks the Cook and take some and leave before the truth comes out, but it’s too late. Luffy barges in asking for meat. Zoro starts to sweat.

“LOOK ALL THESE COOKIES. THE SAME ONES YOU DID FOR ZORO! ARE YOU FINALLY MAKING FOR ME? THEY TASTE SO GOOD! YOU’LL GIVE ME YOURS AGAIN, RIGHT ZORO?”

There is silence.

“What.”

Usopp grimaces as his hair gets gradually wetter and wetter. Snow isn’t exactly good for it and he is taking extra care of his hair now that they are spending so much time on this island, but. But he might have to bring in the big guns just because of all these tears.

“It’s okay.” He says as he pats Sanji in the back. “I know. It’s okay. He’s an idiot, but you knew this when you decided to fall in love with him.”

“I DIDN’T DECIDE ANYTHING.” Sanji screams right at his ear. Usopp flinches. “IT JUST HAPPENED, I WAS FINE WITH NAMI-SWAN.”

“Right. I’m sorry.”

Usopp sighs again and curses Zoro.

Day nine

Robin comes at him in the morning and tells him the Cook will buy extra groceries for a special dinner on a special day, as it is a tradition on this island. “It would be wonderful if you helped him.”

Zoro narrows his eyes, sensing the small threat in her smile, in the way the warmth doesn’t reach her eyes. She’s not just offering advice.

Though Robin is Zoro’s favorite female companion, he prefers the Witch on these. Her threats aren’t veiled. They are also not as dangerous as Robin’s.

“Why would I do that?” He asks, analyzing her.

Robin’s grin widens. “Because then he would have to ask Law and I have a feeling he would not oppose.”

So here is Zoro, walking right next to the Cook and he feels like he was fooled into doing something. He doesn’t know what, exactly. The Cook at least isn’t bitching and seems glad Zoro so promptly offered himself to go.

“This is nice, isn’t it?” The Cook asks, looking around. The market is bursting with life, people smiling as they shop, smiling as they eat, smiling as they live. It’s very utopical and entirely unnerving if you ask Zoro, but not right now.

The Cook too is smiling like them.

Zoro smells his cigarette and it mixes with the smell of hot food, baked or fried, around them. It remembers him of the Cook on his own kitchen, preparing dish after dish and not expecting a eulogy after people eat — though their Nakama do tell him how much the food is delicious (most of them, anyway. All but Zoro, really). His hair shines with the lights around the place, changing color as they pass. Yellow is one of the primary colors, Zoro knows this much. It mixes easily with every other color, the beginning of thousand others.

“Yes.” Zoro says. “Yes, it’s great.” And his eyes never leave the Cook’s face, his shadow, his body.

Day ten

“Are you sure—” The Cook starts “—That Joy is the right name.”

“Yes.” Zoro hisses and they hop from bar to bar. “I asked what the guy was drunk on to be so red in the face. And he said Joy.”

The Cook stares at him for a long moment. They are still shopping for groceries, though today only the lighter stuff. They have time to wander from bar to bar and ask if they have Joy.

The barkeeper at the bar on the main street, a woman of huge bosom that winks too much at Sanji, leans suggestively at the table she just cleaned and says: “I sure do, honey. But it’s gonna cost ya.”

The Cook’s nose bleeds so much Zoro has to take him back to ship for a transfusion.

“I’M NEVER TAKING YOU TO A BAR AGAIN!” Zoro keeps screaming all the way back, disgusted.

Day eleven

Zoro wakes up and does what he normally does: he walks around the ship a little and then fetches himself a glass of water. Brook is already up, playing on his violin, and he nods at Zoro before changing the music halfway. It’s the same one he always plays when he sees Zoro, apparently. It is suspicious, sure, but if the Cook hates it, then he’s fine with it.

He always had more patience.

What he doesn’t have is enough intelligence to understand why, when he opens the door to the galley, Law is hanging weird plants all over the kitchen. He stares at Zoro as Luffy does sometimes when they catch him eating off the clock, but soon Law’s face becomes neutral again.

The Cook is nowhere to be found.

“Good morning, Zoro-ya.” Law says and moves on from another part of the ceiling to hang…

“What is that?”

“Mistletoe.”

“What?”

Law huffs. “I finally figured it out why people kept kissing me when I got out on the city. It’s a tradition, you see.” He hands another one and then moves closer to the sink. “When two people are underneath one, they must kiss. On the cheek or on the mouth. Now all I have to do is look up and avoid these things.”

“If you want to avoid, why are you hanging these in the galley?”

“Perhaps—” Law starts and looks at the ceiling, as if making sure all the mistletoes are in place. “I want two certain people to kiss.”

Zoro frowns. “Why?”

“It’s due. And I am not patient with those things.”

Oh. Oh. “So, who do you want to—”

“Why are you at the door of my kitchen—?” The Cook screams as he barges in, shoving Zoro inside the galley. Brook’s music becomes faster somehow, those apt fingers speeding up. “What is this?”

Zoro feels his heart break. Oh.

“Good morning, Sanji-ya.” Law says, his voice the same monotonous tone. “I’m just here for some coffee.”

Liar.

“Why is there mistletoe on my kitchen? All over it?”

Law’s eyes fall on Zoro. He arches an eyebrow, as if prompting him to say something. Anything.

Zoro can’t. “Law put them up.”

“Why?”

“You know why.”

Oh.

The Cook sputters something, gets red-faced and stares at Zoro. Who stares at Law, glaring. Who stares at Zoro, challenging him.

Brook keeps playing the same song, but this time he changes the tone. It sounds like one of those songs used in public plays to show the audience they are nearing the cliffhanger or that something (usually really bad) is going to happen.

“Do it, then.” Zoro suddenly says and they all fall into silence.

Even Brook.

Law snaps. “Oh, for fuck’s sake— Fine! You think I’ll—? Fine! I’ll do it!”

“What?” The Cook asks and when he looks at Law, he is pulled into a kiss, on the mouth. With tongue.

Something in Zoro breaks and this is new. He leaves, mouth dry, eyes wet. All he hears is Brook barging in the galley seconds after he leaves. “WHAT ARE YOU DOING, THIS ISN’T THE PLAN!” Brook screams.

“THE PLAN DOESN’T WORK WITH IDIOTS!” Law screams back.

“THERE IS NO PLAN! ONLY YOU GUYS RUINING MY LIFE— WHERE IS USOPP!”

Zoro doesn’t hear anything anymore.

Doesn’t understand either.

Day twelve

To keep things normal between them, the Cook makes him onigiri. They taste bitter, nothing like what they tasted before Law kissed the Cook and Zoro hates himself for this. For being so jealous of something so frivolous. For letting this affect one of the things the Cook always loved — to feed people. Nakama. Them.

Zoro does his best to keep things cool between them. Normal.

He ignores the Cook. Eats and keeps quiet, even when Law isn’t around — he has been curiously absent from yesterday’s breakfast, lunch, supper, dinner and today is the same. Eats and keeps quiet even when Luffy stares at him, intently.

It’s fine. Everything is fine. Will be fine. Soon he’ll get over it and soon Law will leave them and soon the Cook will stop making these sad faces at Zoro and opening his mouth and closing, but not saying anything.

Zoro finishes eating as fast as he can and leaves without saying anything to anyone.

And if he trains harder, it’s because he knows he can use these feelings into making himself stronger. And if he hopes Law dies before he ever comes back to the ship, well, he still has a lot to learn.

Day thirteen

Usopp comes to him before Zoro manages to escape. Between training and miserably eating next to the Cook — who keeps trying to start a conversation, before shutting himself up and proceed to eat too — he is trying to find Joy, because now he could use a very good drink.

“Zoro, I want to talk to you about what you saw a few days ago.”

Zoro grunts. “There is nothing to talk about.”

“Are you sure…? Because I feel we should talk about whatever you thought you saw. I mean, Sanji and Law kissing? Pfff!” He waves a hand around and starts talking about all the possible ways to read into that, all of them unrelated with the possibility of Law and the Cook being in love with each other.

Zoro admires Usopp’s ability to lie to himself. He creates intrinsic readings of one moment that is quite clear and, well, they could fool Zoro had he not seen Law kiss the Cook in the mouth.

Why he is telling Zoro this is another mystery.

“Maybe Law was trying to get something out of it, you know?” Usopp says and he stares directly at Zoro. He looks serious. “Like… Make someone see something that is right in front of them…?”

Oh.

I’m such an idiot, Zoro thinks and smiles sadly. He puts a hand on one of Usopp’s shoulder and pats him a few times. “I understand.”

Usopp blinks. “You… You do?”

“You need to let him go.” Zoro says. “The Cook… He chose someone else, Usopp. It’s not healthy.”

“...Oh my God Law is right, you are an idiot!”

“What?”

Day fourteen

Chopper invites Zoro to walk with him around town to talk to the reindeers and Zoro is glad for it. Now that Law and the Cook are together and he knows Usopp too had feelings for him, Zoro feels as if he is a stranger on Sunny. That he doesn’t know what is going on there anymore. Things were fine two weeks ago… Now…

“Zoro, you don’t like Sanji?” Chopper asks during their walk. His expression is worried, almost sad.

“Uh…”

“Because he likes you, a lot.”

“Uh…”

“Robin told me you guys fight to show affection, like you’re mating animals—”

“What?”

“—but now you seem so distant.” Chopper sniffs and looks so sad a small girl that passes by them moans at this. Her companion holds her hand, pushing her away from Chopper. By the looks of it, she was going to grab him and hug him. Not that Zoro can judge her for this.

“We— Hm— I don’t— Uh— Uhhh— Look! Candy!”

“WHERE?!”

Day fifteen

Zoro stares at the Beli given by the Witch with suspicion.

“What?” She says, smiling too much. “I’m not going to charge you for this.”

“Yeah, right.” He says, snorting. “Don’t think you can fool me, witch.”

The Witch rolls her eyes. “I promise. I won’t. This is for you to buy presents to everyone.”

“What.”

“Presents.” The Witch says again, slowly. “You know. As it’s tradition. I figured it out you weren’t buying because you had no money, so, because I am an angel, I decided to lend you some.”

Zoro snorts again.

“Just get the money, Zoro.” The Witch hisses and slams her hand on the table.

“I’m not going to buy anyone anything.” Zoro mumbles. He won’t stay out in the cold looking for presents that mean nothing. Absolutely nothing. Buying a book to Robin means nothing if compared to what he can give her if he gets stronger. What he can give them all. Their dreams. This means more than ephemeral gifts.

The Witch doesn’t think like him, however. “Yes, you will.” She smiles and Zoro is not afraid all of sudden. He is not. “Because if you don’t, I’ll start charging 300% interest on what you own me.”

“You can’t do—”

“—But if you buy me a good gift, maybe it’ll be enough to forget this idea…”

“I don’t even know what you like.” Besides treasure. Maybe he can give her more treasure?

“But you know someone who does.”

Zoro freezes. “No.”

The Witch smile widens.

The Cook almost drops the plate when Zoro barges in. Seconds later, Brook starts playing that goddamned song again and, okay, Zoro knows why the Cook doesn’t like it.

“Yes?” He asks, sounding too hopeful. Zoro’s heart clenches.

“The Witch—”

“DON’T CALL NAMI-SWAN THAT”

“—is forcing me to buy a gift for everyone. And I need help with that.”

“Oh. Sure. When do you want to go?”

“Tomorrow.” Zoro says and the pained expression on the Cook’s face makes his stomach churn. “What.”

“I— Um— I’m going with Law. Tomorrow.” He explains. “He asked me a few days ago before—”

Before the kiss is what he means.

“No problem.” Zoro says and stares at the window. The snow falls outside. Behind her, the village’s lights shine as bright as when they first arrived. Things were easier, better then.

He hates this island. Hates what it did to him, to them.

Zoro looks back at the Cook, who does not look at him. “The day after?”

The Cook smiles. “Sure.”

Day sixteen

“Zoro,” Luffy says, face still serious. “I’m your captain. You should do everything I say!”

Zoro huffs. “I already told you” He looks around. Fuck, where is the Cook? Can’t be that hard to find the man around all these people, where is— Oh, there he is! “I’m not going to spend the money the Witch gave me with meat.”

“WHY?”

“SHUT UP, I’M TRYING TO FOLLOW SOMEONE HERE!”

The woman walking past them jumps when Zoro screams and narrows his eyes, protecting her shopping bags, as if they were following her. Why would he follow her anyway? He’s a pirate, not a thief and, anyway, she’s not the Cook, who is seemingly on a date with his—

—His Law? What are then in this moment? Are they boyfriends? Lovers? Fuck buddies? Zoro hates all possibilities and yet every time the Cook smiled at Law as they talked, he wanted to ask are you happy? Are you happy with him? I want you to. To be happy. You deserve it.

His heart hurts so much Zoro could stab it to see if it would stop for just a moment. What if he died? Better than feeling this for(ever) god knows how long.

“No, you’re not. You’re lost again.” Luffy points it out and smiles. “Shishishi you lost Torao and Sanji three stores ago.”

“No, I didn’t.” Zoro says. “They’re right there.”

He points to the blonde man he just found as if to make a point, but when he turns, it’s an Okama. She stares at them and blushes, winking.

“Shit.”

Day seventeen

It’s the day after tomorrow and Zoro is nervous. So nervous Robin sat with him and told him that everything would be fine. That the Cook’s feelings for him wouldn’t change if Zoro did something stupid because he always does something stupid and it didn’t help. Zoro wants the Cook to feel something else. Something close to what he feels right now, for him.

Hell, he could do with just a mild attraction. He can do all the loving; he just needs the Cook.

“Oh.” Robin says after a moment. “Call Cook-san by his name.” She smiles. “I’m sure he would like that.”

And here they are. Zoro looking around necklaces with such intensity they could melt. Truth is, he doesn’t — can’t — look at the Cook right now. Not when he is dressed in a black overcoat that looks new and expensive. Underneath it, the grey sweater keeps him warm and covers his tie and white shirt. The wool pants he is using hug his thighs so perfectly even some women stopped to admire. And yet the Cook barely looked at them, all the time talking to Zoro, showing him where he bought his presents for each of their Nakama.

Zoro wants to ask him what he bought Law.

“You must really love her, huh?” A saleswoman says and Zoro laughs out loud. “Nah, I just don’t want her bitching to me and saying I bought her something ugly on purpose.”

“You—” The Cook appears out of nowhere, as if he knew Zoro was trash talking the witch. “—Nami-swan is a goddess! You don’t deserve to buy her anything!”

“Tell her that, then.”

They start arguing about the witch and suddenly the saleswoman laughs. “Oh. I see how it is. My mistake, then.” When Zoro opens his mouth to ask what she is talking about, she shows him a ring so shiny he flinches a little. “What about these?”

“Nami-swan likes necklaces better.” The Cook comments.

The saleswoman looks at Zoro. “Do you have anything like this for a necklace?”

“I have cute pendants.”

The look at each other and Zoro smiles. “Do you have anything that looks like an orange?”

When they are done and all the gifts are bought — and Zoro must confess he feels a little nervous, not knowing if they will like what he bought them — and they are going back to the ship, Zoro remembers what Robin told him. About calling the Cook his name. His original one.

“So— Hm.” He starts and his mouth feel suddenly dry.

“Yes?” The Cook — Sanji — answers and looks at him. There are snowflakes in his hair and Zoro really wants to brush them away. Touch those golden locks and kiss them and—

“Nevermind.”

Coward, he thinks and he sounds like Mihawk.

Day eighteen

Law is drinking tea inside the galley and so Zoro goes again in the city. He bought a present for him after the Cook reminded Zoro he had to, but that doesn’t change anything. Law doesn’t deserve the Cook. He isn’t even going to stay around them much longer. It will end in heartbreak and one of them wears his heart on his sleeve — always shows it around, to girls, most of the time.

Zoro thinks he could take care of it. He would be careful. He could be kind.

His steps lead him to the same place he bought the Witch’s orange pendant. Before he even recognizes him, the saleswoman from the day before comes out, smiling. “You!” She says.

“Yeah?”

“I thought you wouldn’t come around here anymore, but here you are! I recognized you because of your hair—”

“What do you want?”

If the Cook was here, Zoro would be kicked by his gruff tone and unkind words. However, the girl only laughs and shoves him inside the shop again.

“I have something to give you.”

“Me?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

Her smile widens before she starts searching for something inside her pockets. “You know, when saw you yesterday I knew it had to be you.”

Zoro freezes at that. Of course. His hair. She must have recognized him from his wanted poster. He looks at her, really looks. If she is a pirate hunter, she surely doesn’t look like. She poses no threat, and maybe that is her biggest advantage. However, when she exclaims like Chopper sometimes does when someone gives him candy, Zoro relaxes. Nah, she’s just some dumb woman.

“This is for you.” She says and gives him two rings made of wood.

Zoro frowns. “I don’t have any money.”

“It’s on the house.”

“Ha?”

“It’s a family tradition. My great grandpa was very poor, but he was so very in love with my great grandma he became a jewelry maker himself to make a wedding ring out of wood for her. He was quite talented and soon he found work in this jewelry shop. The owner, when he died, passed it away to him since he had no kids himself. He taught his daughter, who taught my dad, who taught me!” She laughs again. “He always said his love for his wife saved him and because of that, every year on this month, he would give a couple wedding rings made of wood as a good luck charm. My grandma said he always knew who to give — because you can feel true love when you see in front of you. So—” She places the two rings on his palm. “—I want to give you this.”

Zoro frowns again. “Nice story, but as I said, I’m not in love with the witch.”

“But you are in love with that blonde man, aren’t you?”

He blushes. “What? No—”

“Everyone with two eyes can see.” She says and giggles a little. “You’ll be very happy with him.”

“He doesn’t love me.”

“As I said.” The saleswoman leads him out of the shop. The rings on the palm of his hand are already warm. “Everyone with two eyes can see.”

Before he can ask what that means, she slams the door on his face. Rude.

Day nineteen

“Strawhat-ya.” Law says, voice very serious. “Stop eating the decorations. They are not edible.”

“They look so yummy, though! Shishishi”

“...No, they look like plastic, which is exactly what it is.”

“You’re no fun, Torao!” Luffy whines as Law takes away from him the wreaths they are supposed to hang on every door. Law looks at Zoro as he passes by the Aquarium and narrows his eyes at his direction.

Zoro looks back at his job — decorating the Christmas tree — and tilts his head. It looks like shit. He can feel Law’s judgment from the other room, by the way he hits the nail on the door.

“It looks like shit.” The witch says, staring from her place on the seats of the Aquarium, book open in her lap and hot tea on her hands.

“IT LOOKS FINE TO ME!”

“Do it again, Zoro.” She orders him before looking back to her book.

“Why don’t you do something besides boss everyone around.” Zoro grumbles as he dismantles the tree once again.

“I heard that. You own me twice as much as you did before.”

“YOU WITCH, I’LL KILL YOU.”

“Ten times as much as it did before, is that it?”

“WHAT KIND OF MATH IS—”

“Did I hear twenty times as much—”

“...”

The Witch hums something and Zoro wishes they never saved her from Arlong. He doesn’t even know how much he owns her now. Not that he did before, since the amount always changes at least three times a week.

“Nami-swan, you look beautiful today~” The Cook’s voice breaks the silence and Zoro almost drops the tree on the ground. The Cook and the witch stare at him for a few seconds and he politely ignores them. “I see you are busy.”

“Oi, what does that—”

“Never for you, Sanji!” She says sweetly and as the Cook melts because of this (why it had to be him? Of all the men on this ship, why it had to be the pathetic one?) she asks: “Are you asking around already?”

Asking for what?, Zoro wonders as he places the star at the top of the tree, first and foremost. It’s said to be last thing on the tree, but Zoro didn’t want to decorate the Christmas tree. He didn’t want to decorate anything, really. The villagers, however, gave lots of decorations for them and since it was free, the Witch gave everyone something to hang around the Sunny. Since Zoro refused many tasks, she said he would join her on decorating the most important thing: the tree.

That fucking Witch.

“Yes!” He says. “I’ll start the cooking tomorrow. Have you decided yet, my dear?”

“I’ll have a lobster frittata. I never had it before!”

“Oh, it will be my pleasure to prepare it, then! I’ll make the best one I have ever done in my life!”

“What’s that?” Zoro asks, suddenly curious. He never heard of lobster batata.

“It’s a special dish I will make to my mellorine because she deserves everything~” The Cook answers and that’s not even the response he wanted.

“What about you, Zoro? Did you chose already?”

“Choose what?”

“He did, already, Nami-swan.” The Cook answers and Zoro glares at him. “Marimo chose alcohol.”

The Witch laughs. “That’s not even food!”

“I know!”

“Oi, what are you talking about?”

The Cook tilts his head to one side. The fringe covering one eye falls out of place and shows the blue iris. Zoro loses his breath for a moment. What a rarity, to see both his eyes like this.

“Don’t you remember? I asked if you wanted anything special dish and you kept telling me you wanted booze.”

It feels like years ago, but the memory comes. “Oh. That. Right.”

“Do you want something else, Zoro?” The Witch asks, voice soft. “I’m sure Sanji will do it, since you asked for booze and, well, it’s not food.”

“Pumpkin soup.” Zoro says suddenly.

The Cook’s smile is so beautiful Zoro hurts just by looking at it. The rings he kept in his pocket suddenly feel heavier than all of this weights. He should throw them at the see and stop hoping.

“Pumpkin soup it is.”

Day twenty

The kitchen becomes off limits and Zoro pretends he doesn’t care. Well, he really doesn’t, except when he notices he has not seen the Cook all day. It’s weird to not see one of his nakama for a whole day when they live together and as soon as he notices he is wandering near the galley for no reason but to catch a glimpse of the Cook, Zoro decides it’s his great chance to forget him.

He can use these days to forget the Cook, to force his heart to give up on him.

He spends the whole day at the crow’s nest, meditating.

Day twenty-one

In a bar, he finds not Joy, but this man that looks a lot like the Cook. The same eyes and almost the same face and he seems interested, so.

He kisses him and he feels wrong. Zoro tastes booze, but not cigarettes. His fingers are calloused and ill kept. His legs are weak.

“No.” Zoro says suddenly. Steps away from the man and leaves.

Day twenty-two

Franky and Usopp are doing something for the Cook. Robin and the Witch comment this to him as they eat on the aquarium, both looking a little bit angry at the Cook.

Weird.

“What is it?”

“I don’t know.” Robin says. “They were excited, however. Could not even go to sleep.”

“Yeah.” The Witch nods and she looks particularly resentful at that. “Assholes.”

“How do you know they didn’t go to bed?”

“Just eat your oatmeal, dear.” They both say at once. And, well, he does.

Day twenty-three

“Have you seen him today?”

Law looks up from his book to stare at Zoro. “What?”

“The Cook. Have you seen him today?”

“No.” Law says slowly and stares at his book for a moment before he closes it, securing the page he was one with a withered leaf. Zoro wonders where did he get it or from who.

(can’t be the Cook, that is for sure)

“We should talk.”

“We are.” Zoro tries and smirks as Law rolls his eyes.

“Funny. Look, I’m not—”

“TORAO, THE BIRD IS HERE!” Luffy screeches from the deck.

Law gets up so fast that Zoro is pretty sure he forgot his shadow in his haste.

Day twenty-four

The first nakama Zoro sees when he wakes up and leaves the crow’s nest are Franky and Usopp. They seem tired, but are restless as they talk about whatever they build to Sanji. When they see him, they exchange giddy — yes, giddy — looks and try to look as if they didn’t know something Zoro doesn’t.

They fail.

“What.”

“Nothing! You’re just in for a SUPER SURPRISE!” Franky screams and then starts to cry a little. “Love is beautiful, bro!”

Usopp just shrugs, but he is smiling, and Zoro narrows his eyes at him. He gulps. “Nothing! Nothing bad is going to happen! You’re just— You’ll see.”

“I don’t like where this is going.”

“We wouldn’t need to do this if you weren’t an idiot.”

“What?”

“Eep!”

The Cook is still cooking and Zoro knows what that means. It means tons of food, great food, food he made thinking of the others when the point of this whole island tradition is to spend time together.

Or so he was told.

At least he’s not the only one who didn’t like all this. Luffy seems moodier and because of that Law is too unsettled. He stops asking for meat and just starts screaming for the Cook. “Sanji this and Sanji that”, silly things that he never really gets answers, before he annoys Law into doing something with him. Chopper asks Usopp and Franky every ten minutes if the Cook is alright. If he is eating, if he is sleeping, if he is tired. Usopp says he is fine, he is okay, but doesn’t disagree when the Witch mumbles that the Cook is working too hard. Franky tries to cheer them by saying how super the food is going and that the Cook will be seen after today.

Robin and Brook just offer to help the Cook in something and when they disappear too, it’s obvious they won the argument and are keeping an eye out for their shitty Cook.

Zoro waits.

Zoro waits and Zoro thinks and Zoro feels like he is losing a battle, because the Cook is there when he closes his eyes and when he opens and when he listens to the others or when he listens to himself. It’s overwhelming to have every sense filled with the Cook, even more now that he hasLaw, and yet it’s not enough.

He hasn’t seen the Cook in almost a week.

And when it’s near midnight and the Cook opens the door with a smile and tells them it’s ready, the smiles he receives are not because they are grateful he cooked to them, but because they missed him so much.

It’s glorious, delicious, perfect, as always. And the Cook eats and the Cook laughs and Zoro closes his eyes and thinks of the wooden ring (still) on his pocket and understands now why love is enough for some people to live.

Day twenty-five

Midnight comes with fireworks and Merry Christmas echoing in every household of the village, in every ship docked, and in Sunny. When they are satisfied with the food and with talking on deck, watching the stars and the fireworks, listening to songs sung by Brook and Franky — and Usopp and Luffy when they get shitfaced —, Robin remembers it’s the day to exchange gifts.

Usopp, Chopper, Luffy and even the Witch are not able to not open their presents, and they race to the aquarium the moment it is mentioned. Robin stares at Franky for a moment before he excuses himself and leaves, that demon woman following him, his shadow almost hiding her completely.

Zoro finally gets it. He stares at the two before his eyes fall on the Coo— on Sanji and he is suddenly not there either. Near Zoro, Law stares at the sky, as if expecting to see some bird carrying letters and gifts coming for them. He wonders if he is thinking of his nakama. He must miss them more than he lets on.

Brook, who was following some songs echoing through the village with his violin, stretches and mentions something about a cup of tea. “I’ll join you.” Zoro says even though he doesn’t drink tea, but Brook doesn’t comment on that, only nods.

They enter the kitchen, only to find it empty and Zoro tries his best not to look disappointed. He was better at schooling his emotions before, but this island and it’s stupid traditions have ruined this.

(or was it you?, his mind supplies and it sounds like Perona)

“You’re in the way.” Zoro jumps when he hears the voice near him and when he looks back, there is the— there is Sanji, holding something in his hand.

“Tch.” He answers and moves to let him enter the galley. His eyes follow Sanji’s back and when he turns, Zoro is forced to look away. That is when he notices Brook has slipped away and they are alone.

“Here.” Sanji says and extends a package for him.

Zoro knows that form.

“Did you find Joy?” He asks, surprised, but when he tears the thin material open, he stares at a bottle of something that doesn’t look like a strong drink.

“Nope. I think you got conned on that, Marimo.” Sanji says and Zoro can hear the smile in his voice. “This is something I promised, though.”

“You—?” And then it hits him. He looks at the drink and opens it. The smell of apples are very distinguished and his heart aches. He brings the bottle to his lips and tastes it, only to find it is as perfect as the pumpkin soup, or the tender, or the potatoes or anything he ate a few hours ago, in the company of their nakama.

“This is what you were making all these days?”

Sanji huffs a laughter. “Of course. It was hard, but Usopp and Franky are awesome like that. Don’t worry. There are more. I just wrapped it in as a symbolic gesture.”

“Thanks.”

Sanji shrugs, but he is smiling too much, his eye is sparkling with something warm. Zoro looks at the ceiling, sees the mistletoe — dried and dying — and remembers what Law said about the tradition surrounding this small plant. A kiss.

He stares at Sanji and how he doesn’t have a cigarette in his mouth. How he too stares at Zoro and—

Zoro drinks some more apple cider. Tries to drown that desire with something made by Sanji, by his hands and his mind and his knowledge, because it has to be enough.

Be enough, he asks all the gods he never believed in, knowing it won’t be answered.

Day twenty-six

Law is smiling. It’s weirdly unsettling and when Zoro asks Luffy about it, he just laughs and says he received some good news and hey, is Zoro gonna eat that? And of course Zoro is going to eat that, stop trying to steal his food.

Anyway, it makes Zoro wonder what could've be. It makes him wonder if Sanji would be able to make a man smile like that after a night — after his voice lowers and he finds something else to occupy his mouth with — and he shivers at the idea. Zoro also feels something akin to jealousy (real, poisonous jealousy) and decides it's time to cool his head off as he searches for something else that also seems impossible for him.

Joy.

Before he can leave by himself, however, Sanji decides to join him, saying he wants to buy some more potatoes. “You'll cook soon?” Zoro wonders, a little suspicious and Sanji scoffs.

“Of course I will! Not right now, but soon.”

“We have food to feed— " he stops his observation as he remembers Luffy and his will to eat the entire ship. “Right.”

“Yeah.” Sanji says and they soon fall into a comfortable silence.

As if.

Zoro's comfortable silence is for those he has finished a conversation, have sorted everything out with. With Sanji, there's always something else to be said when they are not fighting — each other and strangers.

Now the silence is worse than poison because holds the promise of unfinished business and unrequited emotions.

“Why are you looking for it?” Sanji breaks it first. He never liked the quietness, being raised in a loud environment, stressful and dangerous. A kitchen of a former pirate doesn't sound as calm as a kendo dojo. “Joy, is it?”

Zoro shrugs “I want to taste it. And it keeps me busy.”

Sanji snorts. “And here I thought you liked laziness.”

“Not these days.” He confesses and his voice sounds too sincere, he bites the inside of his cheek when Sanji stares at him. “If I sleep too much, I freeze to death.” He explains.

Sanji laughs, and Zoro thinks of Law's smile.

Fuck.

“Are you happy?” He asks suddenly and Sanji tilts his head or at least seems to do by the corner of his eyes. Zoro keeps his head straight, eyes staring at where he is walking. In his head, he wishes for an enemy.

“What do you mean?” Sanji asks after a moment. His voice is hesitant and small.

“I hope you are. Law seems to be a nice man.” Zoro explains and flinches at the way he says Law. There is some bitterness in his tone. Some angry resignation.

Sanji stops walking. Zoro doesn’t.

“I don't understand.” Sanji confesses, holding a lit cigarette in one hand and an unlit one on the other. “Why is he still talking about Law?”

Usopp sighs at the same time Nami-swan does. If Sanji wasn’t so confused and distracted, he would wonder why those seem to be in symmetry with the other.

Luffy, who is a little bit of an idiot but knows his nakama enough to understand what is happening between them, only turns to Sanji and says: “Maybe he didn't understand Law has a boyfriend.”

“HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND.” A voice screeches from somewhere and Sanji, Usopp and Nami-swan jump. Luffy only giggles as he hears Franky screaming “STOP TALKING TO THE WALLS, BRO, IT'S SUPER WEIRD.”

“How did he hear that?” Nami-swan asks Usopp, voice low and he just shrugs.

“I guess this is part of Things We’ll Never Truly Know or Understand About This Wolrd.” Usopp says, shrugging. “Together if How Zoro Can Be So Blind.”

Sanji mutters something and then hugs Luffy who only pats his back and tells him about all the kinds of meat he wants to eat tomorrow. Now would be awesome, too.

Day twenty-seven

The Witch follows Zoro after breakfast to remember they are going to leave the island soon. “We left some orders to be collected after Christmas and Chopper is going to get them today. Go with him.” It’s not a request.

“I don't remember Luffy dying and you becoming the captain, Witch.”

“Luffy, Zoro doesn't want to go get meat!” She speaks louder and Zoro flinches.

“ZORO, GO GET MY MEAT, IT’S CAPTAIN’S ORDERS!”

The Witch’s smile is so pleasant that Zoro wants to drop her on the freezing ocean.

Turns out, there is a lot they ordered on this island during the month. Medicines and food, yes, but also ink, notebooks, paper, some instruments, wood... Things that would take Chopper a long time to collect and bring to the ship.

All the while, Chopper is talking about animal's different mating rituals that he has read in a book recently and Zoro just wants a distraction, really.

This is when he looks around and sees Franky and Robin on a date.

It's a date alright. Zoro knows that because Franky is wearing pants and Robin's hair is done in a different way. Her clothes seem nicer than usual, too.

“And then the morse stands on his mate's body and looks like he is actually standing on a dead body, but the books said it was still alive, even with all the blood and— ROBIN! I got the books you ordered from the bookstore! Do you want them now?” Chopper screams and runs to her before Zoro can stop him. She turns to look at him and though her smile is kind, her eyes show she is surprised. Franky chokes on his coffee the moment Chopper comments he has pants on. “ARE YOU OKAY? SOMEONE CALL A DOCTOR!”

“You're the doctor.” Zoro comments casually.

“IT’S TRUE! HANG ON, FRANKY, I’LL COLLECT SOME BLOOD!”

“There is no need for that, Doctor-san.” Robin says and pats one of Franky’s arms. They cling a little, being metal and all and Franky gives them a weak smile. “Yeah. I’m super! Just... Choked on my drink.”

“And you don't even have blood, right?” Zoro says, but then he gets genuinely curious. “You don't, right?”

They all stare at Franky, and Chopper slowly takes a syringe from his pocket, eyes shining.

Later that day, when Franky is avoiding Chopper and Chopper is looking for Franky, Law in tow because he too never wondered about this, Robin sits near Zoro on the Crow's nest and asks: “When did you learn you liked Cook-san?”

“Uh…”

“It can't be this month.” She goes on and maybe this is revenge for earlier. “I have the impression you already knew, just didn't realize the depth.”

“Thriller's bark.” He answers.

“Oh.” She says. For a moment Zoro wonders she will ask the context, but she doesn't. He narrows his eyes and wonders if she already knows.

This woman.

“What about you? When did you realize you liked Franky?”

She turns to smile at him. Her eyes are cold. “I have no idea what you are talking about, Swordsman-san.”

The Crow's nest temperature drops three degrees and Zoro fears.

This woman.

Day twenty-eight

“Let’s fight.” Sanji says and Zoro stares at him. They were on deck, cleaning out the snow that has poured during the night.

“What?”

“I said—” And suddenly he is just there, feet against an unsheathed Kitetsu. “—Let’s fight!”

Sanji throws another kick, right at Zoro’s stomach and he skids through the deck, wet and slippery because of the ice. Zoro grits his teeth as he charges towards the Cook (Sanji, but he is never Sanji when they are fighting, is he? Sanji cooks and Sanji smiles and Sanji shines during the day and even during the night. In a fight, he is all Cook, dangerous feet and dangerous hands, even if he doesn’t use them — have you seen he using a knife? He would be just as dangerous with a sword, if he wasn’t so afraid — and this glint on his eyes that promise death and blood), unsheathes Kitetsu and watches him dodge easily, as if he was dancing instead of fighting.

It makes Zoro angrier somehow. Angry because he doesn’t seem to take Zoro seriously and angry that he lost him to Law, Law, who isn’t even nakama. I should have been faster, he think. And stronger. And kissed him instead of telling Law to do it.

When the Cook starts to hit again, Zoro slips and suddenly his back is against the main mast and the Cook is just there, ankle pressuring Kitetsu. Their faces are so close that Zoro can taste the cigarette on the Cook’s breath. Something falls near them and Zoro glances down — something dangerous, yes, but.

Mistletoe.

It’s tradition, Law voice tells him inside his head. He sounds as if he is smirking at Zoro.

Zoro kisses the Cook.

Kisses him like he is going to bite him, angry and bitter, and the Cook — Sanji — is so surprised he slips and falls.

They stare at each other for what feels like hours instead of seconds.

And then Zoro leaves.

Day twenty-nine

He doesn’t go back to the ship until it’s morning of the next day. He wanders around the village, still annoyingly cheerful, and drinks on bars and gets into fights. Zoro expects the anger to simmer down, but it doesn’t. It just keeps coming and coming, like lava coming out of a volcano in eruption. He wishes it had happened before, not when they are ready to leave and stay in close proximity — Zoro, Sanji and Law — for gods know how long.

Still, there is nothing he can do and they can’t afford to waste more days around here, so—

So he comes back when the sun is rising.

The first person he sees is Law.

“Not now.” Zoro grunts as he passes the man.

“When, then?” Law asks and he sounds almost sarcastic. “When? Because we need to talk, Zoro-ya.”

“Not. Now.” Zoro warns.

“You’re mistaken.” Law says and Zoro turns his body to stare at him.

“Just—” Zoro sighs. “Just make him happy. Don’t ruin him.”

Law tilts his head, smirking as if he is delighted with something. “You really are mistaken, Zoro-ya.” Zoro opens his mouth to snap at this smug motherfucker when Law just continues. “There is nothing between Cook-ya and me.”

A pause.

“What?”

“I have no intentions or feelings for him. And he feels nothing for me either.”

“You kissed—”

“—Because you didn’t. I thought you would do something then, not— Not plan our wedding, but alas.”

Zoro narrows his eyes, angrier now. And not even he knew he could be this angry at someone he trusted. Kind of. A little bit. Enough to fight alongside him. “You didn’t tell me.”

Law laughs. He just throws his head back and laughs as if it was the funniest joke he had ever heard.

Probably was.

He leaves again and heads to a bar.

Day thirty

To say that he always wanted to spend two days just drinking and brooding over Sanji is a far stretch, but life is surprising like that. At least he hasn’t started complaining to anyone who sits next to him. Not like the man sitting next to him that is complaining something about—

About Joy.

“What?” Zoro says suddenly and turns to see the man who is drinking because the Joy of Christmas is gone. “It’s gone?”

“Sure is.” The man says and sniffs a little. “It’s gone now.”

Zoro curses and the man nods and drinks some more.

“I spend the whole month looking for it.” And all I found was a headache. And heartache.

“That’s the thing about Joy. You may look for it, but it only comes when you stop searching.”

“Yeah— What?”

“Joy is a state of mind, my lady always said to me.”

“It isn’t a drink?”

The man bursts out laughing.

“Let me tell you this, young— What’s your name?” His voice is slurred and he points out not to Zoro, but to the space next to him. Zoro only directs his finger in the right direction.

“Zoro”

“Let me tell you this, young Zoro. You think you can find joy at the bottom of a bottle, but you can’t. You can’t. Joy is a state of mind. Is when your more than happy, more than— More than—”

“Happy?”

“Yes. Your happy and then your joyful and your thankful and your—” He drinks some more. “You can’t find it at the bottom of a bottle.”

“You’re doing this right now.”

“I’M MOURNING IT.” He says and slams his glass of sake on the table. “Joy is easy to find in Christmas because everyone is happy and cheerful and there are lights and children and—”

“And joy.”

“Yes! Now go find yours!”

“I—”

“GO FIND IT WHILE YOUR STILL YOUNG!”

Zoro just goes. This isn’t the only bar at the village anyway.

Day thirty-one

On his way back to the Sunny, a little drunk and less confused, Zoro finds some people putting some decorations. "More celebration?" He asks, half curious and half amazing. How many things do they celebrate?

“It's New Year's Eve!” One of the women say. “Don't you celebrate the beginning of a new year?”

“No. There is no point celebrating something like that.”

“Well, here we celebrate. We have gatherings and we kiss at midnight for good luck.”

Zoro snorts. “Mistletoe?”

“Oh no. That is just for fun.” The woman laughs. “We kiss our loved ones on New Year's Eve.” She sighs dreamily. “I kiss my wife every time one year ends and the other begins so we can have a good year together and make all our dreams come true.”

“Does it work?” He asks.

“That depends on what you're aiming for.” She says and their eyes meet. She smiles knowingly.

He reaches the Sunny and is greeted by everyone.

Well, not everyone.

Sanji is nowhere to be seen and the Witch and Usopp ignore him and, yeah, he guesses he deserves that. “You look terrible, Swordsman-san.” Robin says instead of hello. “You should sleep a little.”

Zoro came back wanting to talk to Sanji and sort things out, but, yeah, sleep sounds great too.

He wakes up and it's night already. He looks out of the Crow's nest and sees darkness.

(we kiss our loved ones on New Year's Eve)

Zoro runs. He barely knows how he left the Crow's nest so fast but he runs towards the deck and runs and runs and—

“What the hell!” Sanji screams as Zoro barges in the kitchen. He opens his mouth to scream again but is muffled by Zoro's mouth on his.

He doesn't let go this time. Zoro wraps his arm around Sanji's hips and holds him there. Slips his tongue inside Sanji's mouth and that seems to wake the Cook up because his hands wrap around his neck. All the places his fingers touch becomes warm, hot even and something in Zoro spreads as he finds himself unable to hold back a smile. He has been an idiot all this time, the way Sanji kisses him keep telling him this, but it’s ok. They have time now. They have this now. And they will have this tomorrow and the other day and for the next year and beyond.

Oh, that's it, isn't it?

Joy.

“Bastard.” Sanji mutters against his mouth and breaks the kiss. “I should kick you right now.”

“I know.”

“You just bring me headaches.”

“I do.”

“I love you.” Sanji whispers and before Zoro can say it back, he kisses him. “Go take a shower, you smell of death.”

“You don’t seem to mind.”

“I do, very much.”

“Come with me.”

Sanji kisses him again. Moans against his lips and Zoro brushes his hard-on against his. “I have to cook.” He remembers.

“And here I thought it was past midnight.”

“What? No, it’s seven— Oh, the kissing thing.”

“Yeah. I thought I had lost my chance.”

Sanji steps away, cheeks red and eyes malicious. This man. “Don’t worry, if you did, I’m pretty sure Law would kindly step in.”

“You little shit—” And Zoro brings him close again.

In the end, Zoro manages to have Sanji take a shower with him. A long one. And when midnight arrived, they decided they could move past kissing and onto more meaningful, hotter ways to celebrate the New Year.

Law and Luffy stare at the Crow’s nest. “Shishishi, finally!”

“I’m never setting foot there again.” Law complains.

“Did Kid write back?” Luffy asks suddenly.

“Yeah. He’s going after Kaido.”

“Shishishi so we’re gonna rescue him after defeating Doflamingo?”

Law huffs. “Probably.”

Day one

“You are leaving already?” The same man who greeted them when they docked on this island asks, curious. “Most people tend to stay longer.”

“We have places to be!” Luffy says, expression serious and unwavering. “Boyfriend’s to save—”

“‘HE’S NOT MY BOYFRIEND.” Law screeches.

“— And people to defeat!”

“Alright.” The old man says. “I understand. Well, but first, take this.” He extends a box of wine bottles to them. Luffy takes it, nodding, and passes to Zoro, who runs one of the bottles to read the label.

It reads Joy.

“For good luck!” The man says at the same time Zoro screeches: “SO IT WAS A DRINK AFTER ALL?!”

“Why, yes.”

“I looked everywhere.” Zoro explains. All his nakama nod, even Robin and Chopper. “We looked everywhere.”

“The only person who produces and sells is Nancy. Her grandmother, Joyce, was the one who created this drink.” He explains, smiling. “You know, the woman with a big bosom that has a bar downtown.”

There is silence on the Sunny.

And then.

“IT IS ALL YOUR FAULT, YOU SHITTY COOK!”

“MY FAULT? HOW IS IT MY FAULT?”

“YOU HAD NOSEBLEEDS AFTER SHE ANSWERED MY QUESTION!”

Nami sighs as Sanji kicks Zoro and he defends the attack with Shusui. “It’s good that things are back to normal.”

“Yeah.” Usopp says. “‘Normal’”.

A/N.: So I decided to join the advent calendar even if I didn't know what to write. I chose day 7 because it's my sister's birthday and felt symbolic (she doesn't read OP, jokes on her).

I kept thinking of what to write and all that, but nothing would come. No idea, no nothing.Until three days ago this came and I obviously lost control, but there it is.For those who are wondering what song is Brook is playing all the fucking time, click here.Anyway, I hope you guys like it and Merry Christmas <3

No, I didn’t forget the rings. Zoro did, tho.

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cyriusli · 7 years

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Zosan prompt: "I haven’t seen them since." and "Have they arrived yet?"

Sanji stood on the deck of the Sunny, one hand stuffed in his pocket, the other gripping a cigarette between his fingers. Not long ago they had gotten a call from Law and the others with directions on a location to meet. He was trying to hide the slight shake to his hands, but he was probably failing at it, his nerves getting the better of him. I haven’t seen them since Dressrosa, he thought as he took a deep drag off his cigarette.

It wasn’t so much everyone as it was just one person. Sanji couldn’t get Zoro out of his head. He was so worried about seeing him and what it was that the swordsman was going to think of him. He had no way that he thought would placate him and that only made the already large sense of emptiness bigger within his chest.

Looking up to the crow’s nest, he spotted Carrot and Chopper looking out across the waves. “Can you see them? Have they arrived yet?”

Chopper nodded, pointing off to the side and Sanji felt his heart leap into his throat. He didn’t know what everyone was going to say, but he knew one thing for sure. Zoro was going to be pissed. He didn’t know what to say to the other man or even how to face him. Flicking the spent butt of his cigarette overboard, Sanji reached for another one and waited. He’d find out soon enough.

Everyone came to the rail as they drew closer to where Law’s sub was already bobbing in the waves. Sanji watched, jaw tight, as everyone waved; yells and calls across the water filling the air. He spotted Zoro, standing off to one side with his arms crossed over his chest, wearing the new blue shirt he’d gotten him before they left the archipelago and for a moment, Sanji thought that maybe, just maybe, everything was going to be okay. Then Zoro turned his gaze, locking onto Sanji’s own and he could see the swordsman’s frown deepen even with the distance between them.

Sanji gripped his lighter so hard in his pocket, he could feel it digging into his palm. Zoro was pissed. Not that he didn’t have a right to be, he thought, but Sanji still stood by his decision to leave in the first place and he couldn’t waver from that, not even when faced with the deadly glare he was getting from the man.

Once close enough, the gangplank was dropped and the two crews began to mingle between both ships. Luffy bounded over to the sub, tackling Law as the other captain screeched and used a Room to get away. Sanji bit back a small laugh at that, turning his attention to his own crew as they came aboard. “Good to be home!” Usopp stretched his arms over his head, grinning at Sanji. “Glad to have you back, Sanji.”

Franky was crying and Brook was as well. Everyone was happy to see him. Robin gave him a bright smile and welcomed him home and even a few of Law’s crew that he had met yelled at him from across the water from the sub. Sanji gave a small wave, his attention immediately focusing on the heavy clomp of boots across the gangplank as Zoro made his way back aboard the Sunny.

He walked right up to Sanji, arms still crossed and glare in place. He didn’t need to say anything and Sanji exhaled a sigh as he let his shoulders drop a little. “Look, I —”

“You’re a fucking idiot,” Zoro grunted out at him.

Sanji frowned at him. “I’m aware. Let’s hear it,” he threw an arm out at the swordsman before letting it drop to his side. He was sure Zoro had some sort of speech about being the martyr and how dumb it was to go off on his own. Hell, he half expected the bastard to try and hit him. “ Best get it over with now so we can get a move on with our next plan.”

Zoro narrowed his eye slightly and Sanji noticed the smallest twist of his head, as if he were going to shake it ‘no’ but stopped himself at the last instant. The two simply stared at one another for a moment and Sanji could feel his heart racing in his chest. The longer it took for Zoro to answer him, the more anxious Sanji became.

When Zoro uncrossed his arms, Sanji’s entire body tensed as he anticipated the fight that was going to follow. Zoro reaching up to cup his cheeks and pull him into a kiss right there in the middle of the grass deck, with both crews watching, had Sanji so shocked he just stood there and let it happen. He didn’t even kiss Zoro back, his jaw slack at the last action he expected the swordsman to make. Pulling back, he pressed his forehead to Sanji’s, ignoring the chorus of shocked and excited reactions around them. “You are such a fucking idiot.”

“You said that,” Sanji frowned at him, blinking as he met Zoro’s eye.

“Yeah,” The faintest flicker of a smile made it’s way onto Zoro’s mouth as he pushed his hands up into Sanji’s hair. “It’s the truth.”

“Thanks,” Sanji rolled his eyes, finally reaching out to pluck at Zoro’s shirt. Neither of them moved from where they stood. Sanji was aware that the hollering had died down, their own crew hushing the questions from Law’s crew. “You’re wearing the shirt I got you.”

“Was the only thing clean.”

“That’s a lie,” Sanji breathed out. “Zoro, I’m glad to be back. I’m happy to be home.”

Zoro leaned up, pressing a kiss to Sanji’s forehead and lingering there. “I am, too, Sanji, I am, too.”

#Anon #zosan

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bluegalaxygirl · 6 months

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I'm not going to admit it (Zosan X Reader) P2

Plot: Kid and Killer meet Kuina for the first time but it doesn't go so well, after a week Kid feels bad and wants to apologies for his actions.

Warning: Bad language, Violence and Fluff

Reader is Female, Kuina is 15 months old and has Sanji's eyebrows and blonde hair but your eyes and skin tone.

Zoro X Sanji X reader, Poly relationship, established relationship.

It's been a week and everyone has either calmed down or completely forgotten about the incident with the pirate Captain Kid which was good. Sanji sat on the mast bench outside next to Robin playing checkers while Kuina was on the grass in front of them drawing on a large sheet of paper with Nami. The weather was perfect, it was clear and sunny but with a light breeze that cooled everyone down form the heat of the sun. You and Zoro on the other hand were in the crows nest working out, the swordsman was lifting weights while you were doing pull ups on a metal bar, you had a good view of the outside when ever you lifted yourself up so you got to look at something while you were working out. You honestly wished it was Zoro you were looking at but you couldn't look to the side while doing pull ups although you did glance a few times. Something in the distance caught your eye and it was heading your way, letting go of the bar you grab a towel and dry your hands walking over to the window to look out. "Zo, there's a ship heading this way" you sigh not wanting to deal with marines or other pirates today. Zoro grumbles and puts his weights down walking over to join looking out the window, he curses under his breath seeing the ship get closer "I'll go and warn the others" You pat his back heading down the ladder only stopping to yell out at the others on the deck "Hay there's a ship heading our way" you point in the direction before going down the rest of the way.

Nami jumps up and grabs the binoculars on the side looking in the direction you pointed while Sanji picks up Kuina and Robin heads off to tell the others "Marines?" Sanji asks looking form Nami to the open water "No, i-" The navigator groans putting the binoculars down as you and Zoro walk over "What's up?" you ask concerned stopping next to her "Its kid's ship" Nami sighs only for Luffy to land next to her "That's awesome, we can say hello as they head past" The captain smiles wide before heading to the railing as the rest of the crew make their way onto the grass deck "Their heading right for us" Usopp yells out making everyone panic a bit looking up to see him holding his own binoculars "Well if it's a fight he wants then i'm willing to take him on" Zoro grows placing his hand on his swords only for you to place a hand on his shoulder "We don't know if thats what their after. Is anyone following them?" You look up at Usopp hoping their being chased but those hopes were dashed when Usopp shakes his head "No, but they are slowing down" The sniper keeps looking out as the other pirate ship gets closer "Calm down guys i'm sure he's just here to say hi" Luffy laughs holding his hat to his head before waving out at the ship "Hay, Kid.... what's up buddy?" The whole crew sighs at their captains actions. Sanji walks up to you and hands you Kuina which you gladly take "Head inside in case this gets ugly" The cook rubs a hand over your cheek, you go to argue but Chopper pats your leg "I'll come with you" the doctor smiles up at you making you sigh and nod "Ok but don't start a fight unless its absolutely necessary" You point at the two boys knowing there still kinda mad over what Kid said.

Walking into the aquarium bar you place Kuina down on one of the chairs as Chopper sits next to her "Mommy" The blonde girl looks up at you noticing your tense and eyes fixed on the door "It's ok honey" You give your daughter a smile and run a hand through her hair before leaning against the table and watching the door again. Zoro keeps his hands on his swords as Kids ship slowly turns to move parallel with the sunny "Hay Kid, long time no see" Luffy yells out waving at the pirates that stand on the deck looking over at them. Sanji lights up a cigarette and takes a puff before looking over at the ship spotting Kid walking over to the railing "What do you want?" the cook yells out with an angry look, seeing the guy again after what he said to you and how it made you feel makes his blood boil. Kid sighs looking at Killer next to him who nods "I'm here to... apologies" The pirate captain yells over shocking almost everyone on the sunny "What?" Zoro and Sanji walk forward, looking up at Kid in confusion "apologies for what?" Luffy asks trying to think back to what Kid might have done but can't seem to put his finger on it. "For what i said a week ago" Kid rubs the back of his head looking over the straw hat crew but raises an eyebrow when not seeing you "Wheres your lady? i- i want to say sorry" Everyone could see it hurt Kid to do this "Oh you mean when you accused Y/n of cheating? Yea she didn't take that very well" Luffy asks making Nami grab him and pull him away form the railing "Shut up" The navigator yells shaking her captain while Usopp try's to calm her down.

Killer sighs seeing Kid not dealing so well with the situation so does it for him "We were also hoping to come aboard, Kid made some gifts for your little girl as a sorry too" Kid's face goes bright red as he turns to his friend "Don't tell them that" The pirate captain yells getting more embarrassed when he realizes he yelled it and not whispered it. Zoro and Sanji look at each other for a minute trying to decide what to do but once Nami lets go of Luffy and clams down the straw hat captain smiles up at Kid and nods "Sure come aboard" Usopp manages to grab Nami before she can strangle the captain. Zoro and Sanji sigh stepping away form the railing knowing there's nothing they can do now since Luffy is the captain, and they can't go against him. Kid looks back over at them and sighs grabbing a bag before jumping over to the sunny along with Killer. Luffy walks over and pats Kid on the shoulder "Good to see you again, what did you bring?" Luffy asks looking down at the bag "It's not for you" Kid snaps as Luffy pouts "Oh come on, just one peek... is it meat?" The captain smile only for the other captain to get in his face "No it's not meat now back off" as the two butt heads and argue the others sigh seeing there back to fighting again although they know it won't last too long.

Hearing Luffy and Kid yelling at each you start to get worried, the yelling sounds close but you can't make out what there saying "I'm going to check it out, stay here" you tell the two pushing away form the table you were leaning on and kissing Kuina's head "I'll be back in a minute honey" you smile as not to worry your daughter before heading out the door closing it behind you, the sight before you made you even more confused, everyone seemed calm and heading off to do their own thing, well except Luffy and Kid who where head-to-head yelling at each other about something and Killer was talking to Zoro and Sanji who had their backs to you. "What's going on?" you ask Zoro and Sanji who turn at your voice but it also catches Kids attention who suddenly stops yelling at Luffy and turns to you. Your captain stops yelling too looking at Kid in confusion before looking at you with a smile, Zoro notices Kids eye's on you so pulls you close to him by wrapping an arm around your waist. "It's ok baby, there's no fighting" Zoro sighs as Sanji takes your hand. Killer steps aside as Kid walks over, his eye's fixed on the floor and his teeth clenched. "I'm here to apologies" Kid finally speaks stopping in front of you three shocking you a little "I'm sorry, for what i said to all of you" Kid rubs the back of his neck finally looking up at you "I-I didn't know about your relationship and i'm - I'm just sorry ok" Kid struggles to get out not used to saying sorry for anything, but he does feel bad about what he said after learning a lot about Poly relationships plus Killer told him how upset you were over it and that was in public so your reaction when being alone must have been worse.

Looking over the man you could tell he was genuinely sorry and felt bad for it. "Thank you, i know this was hard for you but i really appreciate you apology" Kids eyes widen at your words, he was expecting you to hit him or berate him not say thank you. Sanji lets out a laugh and kisses your temple "Well if she forgives you than i do too" You smile up at the cook who squeezes your hand but Zoro sighs leaning in closer to you "Your too nice" The swordsman looks you over as you turn to him giving him an annoyed look "Fine... i forgive you too" You smile when the green haired man looks over at Kid "See i told you everything would be fine" Killer pats Kid on the shoulder "Can i see what's in the bag now?" Luffy walks over happy that you all made up but the unknown is killing him "I said this isn't for you" Kid pulls the bag away form your captain making you laugh "It's for Kuina" Zoro nudges you wondering if you'll agree to let kid near your child, you think for a minute while Luffy and Kid argue over the bag "Sanji do you mind getting Kuina please" you turn to the cook who looks at you surprised "are you sure?" Sanji asks only for you to lean up and kiss his cheek "Yes i'm sure, don't worry Hun" you whisper watching him put out his cigarette before heading off to get Kuina. "Captain, You can stay if you want but please calm down" Luffy looks over at you and nods understanding that you need to be in control for your daughter.

Zoro squeezes your side feeling you tense up "Kuina may not like you after what happened so... please don't get offended if she doesn't like you or accept anything form you" You try to explain the best you can, your daughter was upset over you being upset, she may not remember what happened but there's also a chance that she will and your betting on she will. Sanji walks out with Kuina in his arms and Chopper following before waving at the little girl and heading off. Kid looks back down at the ground, he knew he hurt you three, but he never meant to hurt your daughter. "I'll take her, thank you Hun" You reach out with a smile taking Kuina off Sanji "Are you sure about this love?" The cook asks again but you nod your head, you don't want your daughter to fear others after a bad first meeting "Kuina, this is Kid and Killer" You hold her letting her eyes look over the too, her eyes light up upon seeing Killer and reaches her arms out to him making the masked man laugh and walking over before leaning down, so she can feel his mask again "You remember baby girl?" Zoro asks with a smile seeing his daughter happy and going over the blue lines on the mask "Blue" Kuina laughs as Killer stands up and looks over at Kid who looks at the little girl almost frozen, his cheeks slightly red. Your daughter looks the red haired man over before looking up at you and pointing "mommy sad?" She asks confused but Sanji walks over to you and puts an arm around your shoulders "No sweetie, mommy's not sad" The cook pats his daughters head, but she still doesn't understand looking over at Kid again.

The pirate Captain sighs going into the bag and pulls out a metal ship that looks just like the sunny before walking to her "I'm sorry for making your mum sad" Kid holds out the toy he made while watching your daughter look it over before looking up at her parents "Remember when i told you about people making mistakes?" you ask seeing your daughter nod and turn back to Kid before reaching over and placing her hand over the scar on his face. The pirate captain freezes not knowing what to do until Kuina smile wide at him lightly rubbing his scar and pointing to Zoro "Dad" she calls out making the swordsman laugh along with you and Sanji "Yea baby girl he has a scar too" the green haired man takes Kuina's hand off Kids face who's now bright red "I'm sorry about that" You bounce your daughter a little after she takes the sunny toy off Kid "N-No it's ok" Kid stands back up looking away trying to hide his red face as Kuina holds the toy out to Luffy who's been trying his best to hold back "Wow thats so cool" Luffy smiles wide walking up to your daughter and looking at the toy with her "What do we say?" You ask Kuina who looks up at you then over to Kid "Thank you" She smiles at him the pirate Captain somehow going redder.

You couldn't help but smile as you sat on the grass with Kuina in between your legs, metal and wooden toys littered the floor thanks to Kid. Most of the toys were of different ships, there was even one of the polar tang but of course Kuina's favorite so far was the sunny. Luffy sat near you as your daughter played with the toys some times showing them to him while Kid at in front of you. The red haired man didn't say much, but he seemed happy. Killer sat on the mast bench watching his captain while Zoro and Sanji sat next to him, the swordsman's arm around the cook's waist, things were much calmer now. Kuina grabs a ship and stands up walking over to Kid and handing it to him only for the pirate to freeze slightly and shakily hold out his hand for her. Your daughter smiles and puts the metal ship in his hand "urm... thank you" Kid's cheeks go red at seeing her cute face light up at his words making you giggle a little "W-what?" The red haired man stutters looking at you "It's nothing" you wave him off only for his cheeks to go redder, Killer lets out a small laugh and leans over patting his friends shoulder as comfort. Kuina picks up another ship toy and walks over to Killer holding it out to him, the masked man pats your daughter on the head and takes it "Thanks little one"

Sanji lays his head on Zoro's shoulder looking down at his daughter, you swear you can see hearts in his eyes. "I-I don't mean to upset you again but... i wanted to ask something" Kid looks down at his hands still trying to be understanding, but he was honestly scared that the three of you would get mad again. Kuina walks over to the toys and picks up another one before walking over to Luffy and giving it to him. Zoro's eyes leave his daughter once he knows she safe with Luffy, he's still not 100% happy with Kid, but he'll let it slide "Is it about our relationship?" The swordsman asks looking over at Kid who keeps his head down "Y-Yea" The red haired man stutters. Kuina sits on the floor with Luffy the two playing together as you sit up more and cross your legs leaning forward a little "I don't mind, if you two are ok with it?" You smile up at Sanji and Zoro the two thinking for a second "Sure" Sanji shrugs keeping his head on Zoro's shoulder, The swordsman sighs giving a simple nod. Kid looks up at the three of you and then to Killer who nods at the captain giving him the push he needs. "Don't you ever get jealous of each other?" The red haired man looks at the three of you "No" you all say in unison before looking at each other surprised that you were all so in sync, Kid's eyes widen since he wasn't expecting you all to say no, he thought at least one of you would have said yes.

You look over at Kid seeing his shocked face "I love seeing my boys together how could i jealous" Your words ring true for Sanji and Zoro who nod with a slight hum "Wow, i wasn't expecting that, i thought at least the swordsman would get jealous" Kid looks back down at his hands with a small laugh and a smile as Zoro glares at the man "Hay, why me?" Sanji laughs at Zoro's outburst earning a glare from the green haired man "And why are you laughing". Kid looks back up watching the two men interact, it was strange to him, but he could see how happy you three were. Kuina looks up and takes your hand getting your attention "Yes sweetie" you lean over to her as she stands up, you can tell she's tired and you don't blame her since there's been a lot going on, and she hasn't had her nap yet. Sanji and Zoro stop messing around and turn to look at you and their daughter. "are you tired?" you ask earning a nod and an eye rub form the little girl. "Do you want me to take her?" Luffy asks before anyone else can, with a smile and holding his arms out "No it's ok, thank you though" you smile back before pulling Kuina onto your lap as you turn to Kid "Thank you, i think you've made her day" The red haired man turns red a little and rubs the back of his head "It's ok, it's the least i can do plus... never mind" He sighs looking away.

Zoro raises an eyebrow at Kid while Luffy tilts his head "Plus what?" Your captain asks making Kid go redder "It's nothing, it doesn't matter" You stand up holding Kuina close as she grips the Sunny toy in her hand "Just admit it" You smile down at kid who looks up at you his eyes wide and stuttering a little. Zoro holds back a laugh as Sanji shakes his head, they know this is your pay back so let you have it. "Go on admit it... you think my daughters cute" You smile holding your daughter in your arms as she starts to fall asleep her cheek pressed against your shoulder "i-i no, i" Kid keeps stuttering as you walk around the toys on the ground to stand next to the red haired man "So you don't think she's cute?" you ask portending to be upset, Kid jumps up and shakes his head "n-no, that's not what i meant... I just" You sigh and turn away form him letting out a sniffle even through your not crying. Zoro nudges Sanji getting his attention, the two nodding at each other and standing, anger strung across their faces and arms crossed over their chest getting Kids attention whose face goes as red as his hair.

Luffy looks away trying to hold back a laugh knowing what his three crew mates are up too but trying not to ruin anything. "I'm sorry, i didn't mean too, i swear" Kid raises his hands in defense before turning to you looking over your shoulder at the sleeping girl in your arms, you let out one last sniff along with a little whimper making the pirate crack "I'm sorry, i admit it ok... she's cute, really cute and adorable." Kid whispers trying not to wake Kuina but his voice is shaky at best. Turning around you smile at him "I know" walking off the red haired man's face drops realizing you were never upset, he turns to look at Sanji and Zoro who are holding back their laughter only for Luffy to break down and start rolling on the grass fall holding his stomach as tears fall down his face. "Y-YOU" Kid yells out glaring at the straw hat pirates around him. You made it into your room before the yelling started which was good since Kuina was fully asleep. You place her down in her crib and take the metal toy off her putting it to one side before covering her over.

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