Disclaimer: I do not own Sanji nor Zoro from One Piece so no court time ya? ;;
Notes: This fic is an AU and OOC fic, if you do not like this then don't read it or give me annoying reviews about it, k? Also, this fic contains yaoi, guy-on-guy lovin, don't like that either? Then you should definately not be reading this fic. The pairing is ZoroxSanji (which i beleive is the best pairing of One Piece XD) and it will get really lemony around chapter 3 or 4 I don't remember so if you don't like to get graphic then be warned. This fic also does not contain any other characters from One Piece because they just got in the way (I still like them though! glares at Nami however) Okay! Now that that is over with, for those of you still left, please enjoy what I find to be the cutest couple ever go through High School.
Forbidden Obsessions
Chapter 1 A New Beginning
It was the first day of school at Sakura High, the colored leaves scattered across the grounds and the sun shined brightly down on the cool town. All the students walked with an aura of excitement, hyped to see all their friends again together in one place. Groups of teenagers gathered in various places making it hard to navigate through the school. But teachers didn't interfere, understanding exactly how they felt and let it slid for today. It was, after all, the first day back from summer break.
Out of all the groups created, two were by far larger then all the rest. One was a gathering of mostly young men with a few girls here and there. The center of this circle was Zoro, a returning senior with unusual green spiked hair and a build that could out lift all of the senior class combined. He was also the president of an underground swordsman club referred to as the Fencing Club. Zoro was one of the most popular students at Sakura High along with his girlfriend Fuu. The two of them were Mr. and Mrs. Sakura, the schools hottest couple. However, Zoro wasn't produced as the hottest guy at school. Someone else, Someone Zoro discovered just last year during their junior year.
Group number two, consisting of 98 of young women, was surrounding the winner of the label 'Sakura's Heartthrob'. His name was Sanji, a returning senior with blonde hair that hangs mysteriously over his left eye and an unnaturally thin body. Just like Zoro, he too was a president of his own club, the Cooking Club. Sanji not only pleased the women with his looks, but also with his god-like culinary skills. Girls from every grade made sure to be present during the club's meetings just hoping to get a sample of this young chef's work.
Both circles were clearly separated, the two containing nothing alike except their popularity. And even so, Zoro found that group intoxicating; he couldn't keep his eyes away from the blonde peer. As hard as he tried not to, he couldn't help but wonder why he was so interested. Why he kept studying every feature, every curve of his body and every movement he made. He couldn't even hear the conversation going on right in front of his face he was so enticed.
"Yo! Zoro! Earth to Zoro!" Zoro blinked away from his obsession, a friendly face looking in on him. It was Blake, Zoro's best friend and long time partner in crime. He looked at him with a mixed expression of fright and confusion trying to figure out what had his friend so lost to reality.
"Sorry, I just zoned out for a moment. What did you say?"
"I said, are you going to hang out with us after school today? All of us are going and we can't just go without Mr. Muscle-head!"
Zoro glanced to the side, catching one last glance at Sanji as he left with the sea of girls. "Uhh... sure, what are we doing?"
Blake shrugged, not noticing his friend's preoccupied aura. "We're probably just going to walk around town, maybe stop at the mall or something."
"Maybe see a movie." Fuu wrapped her arms around Zoro's strong body and laid her head against his chest. And now, just like during the summer, Zoro felt awkward with Fuu. Her body draping over him felt like foreign skin. He wanted to push her off but only squirmed under her grasp. It was hard now to even recall the good memories they had created with each other. Now all he felt was uncomfortable relations with her. She was a great girl and she was really sexy too, but there was something he now saw and felt that turned him off. Unfortunately for him, he didn't even have a clue what it was.
The first bell rang, signaling all who lingered in the hallways to head to their first class of the year. Zoro's was Gym, his favorite class by a long shot. Fuu gave him a repulsive kiss and left him to go to her own class. With quick steps, he entered the boy's locker room and began to change. No sooner then when he finished, Sanji walked in to change. His locker was diagonal to Zoro's who took extra slow steps while putting his clothes away. But just when Sanji's shirt came off, Zoro found nothing to preoccupy him from leaving the locker room. He caught a gasp rising from his throat once he caught a glimpse at the other's smooth, velvet skin on his perfectly toned, almost fragile body. A whistle blew and his trance was broken.
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The last bell rang, telling all that the first day back was finally over. Students from all directions spilled out of the school excitedly, eager to get together with friends. On the first day, teachers rarely gave out homework so what was the point of just going home without updating the social scene? No work was holding them back and the only thing that could was the early start of the second day of school. Of course, that never stopped these teens.
Throughout the school day, there was hardly any excitement found for the senior Zoro. Nothing seemed to strike him so during the whole day, except for him. He was not only in Zoro's first period, but he was also present during his lunch hour. All the while he couldn't help but ignore his groping girlfriend and stare at the blonde across the lunchroom. Most of the time he didn't even realize he was doing it and looked away once it became obvious to him. He was starting to think he just might be going crazy.
"So, where are we off too ladies and gents?" Blake grinned, walking ahead of everyone with large, irregular strides. Their group wasn't too large, only six persons. There was Zoro, Fuu, Blake, Daman (another close friend), Chelsea (Daman's girlfriend), and Juubei (a smaller guy from Zoro's club)/ All six of them got along great, their presences only bringing joy, maybe.
"Hey, let's stop by the arcade!" Daman suggested, smiling excitedly with his arm wrapped closely around his girlfriend's waist.
"Sure, we'll have a Tekken Tournament to see who really is the most extreme!" Blake nudged Zoro in the side with a sly grin on his face. But the boy seemed unfazed and lazily agreed.
"Yeah, sure."
The arcade, also called Gamer's Haven, was only a few blocks away from Sakura High; approximately a 10 minute walk. But when they got there, there seemed to be actually quite a few people hanging around the place. The boys (and two girls) just looked around, bewildered by the incredibly large mass of people there. There seemed to be an especially large mass surrounding the DDR stations.
Daman smirked and nodded towards the crowd. "Somebody must be giving a show." The sounds of people's amazement stirred from the crowd and small cheers broke out as well.
"Well then, let's go have a look." Juubei was the first to move towards the crowd, but was soon followed by the rest of the group.
The mass of people seemed to bend as Zoro's group made their way to the front giving them all access to what was going on. On the main DDR station, Sanji was performing an amazing display of footwork on Heavy Mode. He spun, got down on his hands and jumped around like it was nothing, getting 'Marvelous' on every arrow. It was intoxicating and Zoro was poisoned. He couldn't keep himself from staring, his mouth hanging open for the flies. It was like he was moving in slow motion and every movement, no matter how slight, he found graceful and attractive. The senior was so lost in the other's dance that he was only reminded of reality when Juubei spoke up.
"Man, even though Sanji's a prick, he's pretty damn good."
"You're only jealous he gets all the girls and you don't," Chelsea snickered, along with the others. Juubei just glared at the blonde, ignoring his friends' laughter.
"Com'on, let's go do that Tekken Tournament!" Blake tugged Juubei and the two left. Daman and Chelsea talked a bit about DDR, then followed in the other's steps. Sanji danced on.
This is where I'll be, so heavenly
So come and dance with me Michael
So sexy, I'm sexy
So come and dance with me Michael
Michael, you're the boy with all the leather hips
Sticky hair, sticky hips, stubble on my sticky lips
Michael, you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want, only one I'd ever want
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael, you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now
This is what I am, I am a man
So come and dance with me Michael
So strong now, it's strong now
So come and dance with me Michael
I'm all that you see, you you wanna see
So come and dance with me Michael
So close now, it's close now
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me
So come and dance with me
Michael, you're the boy with all the leather hips
Sticky hair, sticky hips, stubble on my sticky lips
Michael, you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want, only one I'd ever want
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael, you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now
Michael, you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want, only one I'd ever want
Michael, you're the only one I'd ever want
Only one I'd ever want, only one I'd ever want
Beautiful boys on a beautiful dancefloor
Michael, you're dancing like a beautiful dance whore
Michael waiting on a silver platter now
And nothing matters now
Nothing matters
Nothing matters, oh yeah
"Zoro..?" He felt a tug on his arm and looked down at Fuu's curious expression.
"Oh... Yeah, let's go." With Fuu pressed against his body uncomfortably, Zoro made his was to the others and joined the game they were playing, Sanji's performance still playing in his head. He lost pathetically.
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One month passed like this, the unnatural feel of his girlfriend and the confusing sensation he felt around Sanji. Halloween flew by unnoticed and Thanksgiving was coming. Not a single tree had leaved on it and the ground was hidden under all the colorful leaves. Everyone could smell the food and an aura of excitement once again surrounded the school. Except around Zoro.
All he thought about was whether what was happening to him was right or not. Why all of a sudden did Fuu seem like poison, venom, and smell like some repulsive farm animal? She decayed him, he felt dead with her. But when he was around Sanji, he felt light and excited. Butterflies fluttered around inside his stomach and a flare of adrenaline pumped throughout his system.
Zoro thought over everything for about a month; December was now here. Sakura High was having a Holiday presentation and Zoro (along with Sanji) was on the committee to help prepare for it. And as luck will have it, they were both assigned to put up banners around the auditorium.
"Hey Sanji, can you help me out with these posters?" Sanji turned around, surprised that Zoro was even talking to him. He had always thought the muscle-head hated him. Apparently not, Zoro was even friendly, smiling too.
"Oh, sure thing Zoro." The two walked around the auditorium, putting large posters up all around.
"I saw you playing DDR a few weeks ago, those were some impressive moves." Sanji smiled and handed Zoro a piece of tape.
"Thanks, but I practice a lot. Anybody can do it if they practice as much as I do."
"Not me, I could never do something like that." Zoro took the tape and pushed it into the wall with the poster on top of it.
"You have all the qualities, balance, determination..." The blonde stopped and turned slightly pink. "I watched you practice with your sword once. You're very talented." It was true, one day after school, Sanji was on his way to the front entrance after his club had ended and came across the room Zoro held his club. He stopped in the doorway and just stared at the green haired boy in awe. His shirt discarded and his defined muscles moving powerfully under his tanned skin. The katana he held moved fast and made precise cuts through the air, smooth and flawless. Sanji stared mindlessly until a door closed loudly a few feet down the hall causing the blonde to jump to his senses and moved along.
"Really? Thanks." Zoro turned away from Sanji and pretended to flatten out the poster while smiling happily about the comment. He frowned and shook his head not sure why he just did what he just did. Slowly he turned back around and took a quick glance at the auditorium. "Well, we're done for today."
"Yeah..." Sanji too looked around, then back into Zoro's face. "I guess I'll see you around."
"Yeah, sure. Later!" Zoro waved and headed home still confused as ever.
Author's Notes: Yes well I know it wasn't too interesting 'cause the two aren't together yet but please read on to the second chapter where everything started to fall into place. REVIEW PLEASE!