ONE PIECE
TITLE: IT'S A NATURAL THING FOR EVERY MAN
AUTHOR: mrredrum
PAIRING: Only a little hint of Zoro one side feeling to Sanji?… maybe...
WARNING: PG
NOTES: honestly, there's till nothing new idea in this one too...only a little scene about Zoro and Sanji whose being trapped together down the sea... and also my very much thank you for my dear kakairupowns-san for the beta. still very seriously. Thank you.
Somewhere deep in the ocean, a submarine in the shape of a blue shark was diving deep through the fish and the coral.
"I can't believe that I'm actually stuck down here with you, marimo. Why can't it be Nami-swan or Robin-chwan? I hope they're okay up there… without me around…" the cook of the Sunny began muttering to himself, pouting, with a cigarette dangling from his lips.
"Shut up, cook. I'm trying to take a nap here. And why are you still thinking about the girls when you're the one in the middle of danger here?" the swordsman crossed his arms behind his green head, shutting his eyes as they waited for Franky's further instructions. The submarine had suddenly become stagnant in the middle of their observation in this area, so that Nami could use what they learned for her maps.
Sanji snorted. "Hn, it's something natural, shitty-swordsman. A real man is always thinking about the beautiful ladies around. I guess that's something that you don't know, anyway. And what about you? How come you're taking a nap when it could be potentially dangerous here?"
He reached for another cigarette and lit up, playing it along his fingers and feeling a bit bored with the whole situation.
Zoro opened one of his eyes. "Because it's also natural for me, when I don't have anything better to do, to nap. Now, will you put out your cancer stick?"
The blonde glared. "Why should I?"
Zoro opened both eyes, and reached out to try to snatch away Sanji's cigarette. "Because we're trapped in a little room, with no outside air to breathe! You're contaminating the only air we can breath down here, aho-cook! That's naturally what's going to happen!"
Sanji, surprised by Zoro's sudden move, attempted to keep his smoke. "No way! This is my last stick, bastard!"
For a while, they wrestled for the cigarette in what little space they had, until somehow Sanji felt something pressing against his thigh.
"Wait, Zoro… there's something pushing me…"
"Che, just ignore it." Zoro answered.
The cook squirmed, trying to see what was beneath him, which just made the swordsman impatient. "Look, just ignore it okay?" Zoro said. "We're trapped in here alone, and we were just wrestling for that damn cigarette of yours…"
"So? What's your point, marimo? Try speaking in human language, you bastard." Sanji's eyes were now locked on Zoro's, a confused look on his face.
The swordsman sighed and answered, his voice pitched low. "Well, you know. It's just one of those natural things that happen to every man, cook."
Sanji's brain began to work again, and his eyes widened in horror...