Ok so... I'm not so.. well.. confident in publishing this story, because...
1: It's a sort of random idea I got, when I woke up i the middle of the night...
2. My english is bad
3: I tend to make characters OOC ;_;
4: My last attempt at ZoroxSanji went VERY bad. People actually hated the story. Really HATED it.
Therefore, I suspect they will hate this story too.
But.. I will give it a try.. so.. anyway...
Warning:
This is a yaoi
It will not be that many chapters, but at least 3
Sanji is the uke and will forever be uke.
One Piece does not belong to me
It is bad english
I suck at writing
Summary: Sanji is dreaming about Zoro, and it completely ruins his mornings and days and everything. Zoro gets worried, and wants to know, what Sanji is dreaming about. To make it worse, Ace pops up and seems to be really into Sanji. Sanji is having dreams again, but this time it seems to be about the wrong guy...? Summary sucks, yes, story is HOPEFULLY better. Yaoi. ZoroxSanji AcexSanji
DATWG
Chapter one:
Zoro in my Dream
Ah… It's dark… Dark…?
But I went to sleep just a few minutes ago… How can it just be black everywhere? Eh… I am… naked…
Naked?
Oh… no!
Could it be…?
"Sanji…"
Oh no. I'm having that dream again. There he is. Suddenly appearing out of nowhere. Zoro….
He's in front of me, looking at me with a smirk.
"Come here…"
He's having that soft, lustful voice again. Damn it!
He pushes me down against the cold, dark floor, and looks in my eyes with that hungry look in his dark eyes. Not this again. Please…
No, no… Wake up!
"You feeling hot tonight?"
Oh shit, oh shit. He's touching me. Please just wake up, I can't take this. I'm sick of this… this dream!
This isn't even him. Why is he always like this in my dream?
He's usually never like this in real life… ah…
"Ahn~!"
He never touches me. Especially not like THIS!
Damn it. Stop it, marimo!
Don't… go there..!
Stop touching me in my dreams. It makes me want you to…
In real life….
Stop it!
It destroys and complicates my morning fatally, you jerk. As soon as I wake up, I won't be able to look at you. I'll avoid you.
Just like I've done the entire week. I can't stand it.
So-
"STOP IT, ZORO!"
Sweat was pouring down Sanji's neck, he was panting heavily. His shirt was drenched in hot sweat. His sight was unclear. He tried to focus, as he saw a figure in front of him. Finally, he was able to see, and…
"Ah…"
Sanji blushed like crazy, as he understood that the figure in front of him…. was the marimo.
Zoro stared at Sanji in awe. Why had Sanji mentioned his name?
He had just finished his watch, and was on his way to his hammock, to get some sleep. That's when he had noticed Sanji groaning and panting in his sleep.
He had stepped closer to the blonde, and looked down at him.
It was definitely one of THOSE dreams, he could tell. Sanji was having a very hot look on his face, drool trailing down his lips.
Zoro had sighed in annoyance, as he assumed the dream was about one of the girls. He did not want to see Sanji getting turned on, because of a dream about them.
Zoro was about to turn away from Sanji, when all suddenly, he had sat up. And then screamed that Zoro should stop.
In addition, that's why Zoro now was staring confused at the blushing cook, who was trying to figure out what to say.
Ah damn…
Zoro definitely heard me say his name.
Moreover, he DEFINITELY realized what I was dreaming.
Damn!
Sanji looked down, and noticed that little bulge in his pants. He shifted slightly, and sighed.
He hated this. He hated this dream. He hated that it had to be Zoro, who was in this dream, doing that to him. Making him feel so good.
He hated waking up, being in this condition. He hated that…
He couldn't face the swordsman!
Sanji stood up, and walked over to the door. With his back turned to Zoro, he spoke.
"What I meant was that…" he started. Zoro looked at him, waiting for the explanation.
"… Stop staring at me, when I am sleeping. It freaks me out, moss-head!" Sanji quickly mumbled, then ran out of the really couldn't figure out what else to say.
Zoro blinked a few times. He wasn't so sure, if that was what Sanji had meant. However, what else could it be?
Sanji had taken care of his little… morning-problem. Then he had made a most delicious breakfast for the ladies… and the others of course.
"Sanji! Mooore!" Luffy shouted cheerfully, waving with his, now for the third time, empty plate. Sanji sighed, then shook his head.
"That's enough for this morning, Luffy," He said, and was rewarded with a very miserable expression on Luffy's face.
"Sanji… but I'm hungry…" Luffy said, and made puppy eyes.
Sanji smiled a bit.
"How about I give you something delicious for lunch?"
Luffy's face lightened up, and he laughed. "Goodie!"
The morning was like always. Everything was as it always was…
Except for the fact, that Sanji was doing everything, he could, to avoid eye contact with Zoro.
It annoyed Zoro.
He'd been avoiding him all week, and it pissed Zoro off.
When everyone exited the galley, Zoro stayed behind, watching the cook washing dishes. Sanji noticed Zoro's presence, but tried to ignore him. Several minutes passed, then Zoro got tired of the silence, and stood up.
"Oi. Cook!"
Sanji flinched, but kept washing dishes. He heard footsteps behind him, and clenched his eyes shut.
If he even just touches my shoulder, I'll go crazy…!
It was true. That dream was confusing Sanji, and somehow made his body very sensitive and needing.
He tried to deny it, but it was hard… He wanted Zoro to touch him like he had touched him in his dream, but knew that it would never happen. That's why, If Zoro merely poked Sanji, he would go crazy.
Maybe even get sad, because he knew, he'd never be touched that way by Zoro….
"I said 'Oi'!"
As Sanji had suspected, Zoro grabbed his shoulder. It was a very firm grip. Sanji's whole body flinched, and a cold shudder spread all over his body.
Zoro noticed Sanji's weird response to the touch, and let go. He frowned.
Now seriously something is wrong.
Sanji backed a few steps away from Zoro, and looked at Zoro's shoes. He couldn't look in his eyes. Not after dreaming about Zoro and him doing 'That' every night. It was just too embarrassing.
Sanji cleared his throat.
"So, uh… what is it?"
Zoro frowned even more. This was so unlike the Sanji, he knew. Did the blonde's weird behavior have anything to do with that dream he had had?
No, why should it? And why did Zoro even care?
The cook is always strange, so why would this be different?
…
Of course it's different, you idiot… he yelled 'stop it, Zoro' when he woke up. What did that mean?
"What did you dream about?"
Zoro couldn't believe, he had said that so… straightforward.
Sanji's reaction was comical though. His ridiculous eyebrow twitched, and his face turned tomato red.
Zoro had to suppress a chuckle, and snorted.
"Hey, what the hell are you smiling at, marimo?" Sanji yelled, insulted. Zoro shook his head, smiling, then looked teasing at Sanji, who finally was facing him. He looked straight into his eyes, which seemed to make Sanji blush even more.
Somehow, seeing the cook so nervous and innocent looking, made Zoro blush too.
Deep down, he secretly had always thought that Sanji was… well… Gorgeous.
Damn, no time for thinking like that!
Zoro needed an answer, now.
"Was it about me, or what?" He asked carefully, but knew that there was NO chance, Sanji had dreamed about him. And NEVER a dream like THAT.
Sanji seemed to think exactly the same, because his cocky reply was:
"Hell no! It was about everyone else but you!"
Somehow, that not only annoyed Zoro, but also hurt him deep down.
However, was that now really the truth? Then why in the world had Sanji asked ZORO to stop something?
Zoro grabbed both of Sanji's shoulders this time, which once again made Sanji flinch and shudder because of the touch.
He pressed the cook against the counter. Sanji gave a soft whine, as something sharp cut against his leg.
Zoro looked deep into Sanji's eyes, a serious look on his face. Sanji tried to look away, but something seemed to hinder him from doing that. Maybe that Zoro was so close to him, that their noses almost touched. He started getting really nervous. Damn that dream, why does it have to make things so complicated…
After what had seemed like ages, Zoro at last opened his mouth, and spoke.
"Then why…"
Zoro couldn't finish that sentence, seeing as Luffy suddenly came barging in, dragging a well-known man with him.
"GUESS WHO'S HERE!" Luffy yelled with a big smile, and let go of the man, who stood up and waved to them.
"Oh. Hello, Ace," Sanji said with a tense voice. Ace looked at them with a grin, which made Zoro realize that he was still pressing Sanji against the counter.
Zoro grunted and quickly let go of Sanji, who coughed, looking embarrassed.
"Maybe you should make him something to eat, Sanji. He is VERY hungry," Luffy said, still smiling bigger than should be possible, and skipped out of the room. The captain had seemed to not have noticed Zoro's and Sanji's weird position - Which didn't surprise them at all.
But Ace had such a peculiar smile on his face, which made both the cook and swordsman feel uneasy.
"So uh… Ace. Hungry?" Sanji said, to break the ice. Ace nodded with his trademark grin, and Sanji immediately started making something for Ace. Zoro stood for a while, and then just sighed, as he realized this conversation was over. He couldn't talk to Sanji about this, when Ace was here.
As he walked out of the room, he caught a glimpse of the look on Ace's face. It was definitely something suspicious.
Zoro shut the door.
He had to talk to Sanji again, when Ace had left.
Until then, he really had to do something to distract his thoughts from Ace and Sanji.
Because he DEFINITELY didn't like when Ace was with Sanji.
Ok, end of chapter one: Boring and uninteresting?
Well SORRY! But the beginning is always boring, isn't it?
Please Review, so my hunger can be satisfied :3
Chapter two will be up soon, I usually write fast