Just another normal day for the Straw hat crew, Sanji thought as he watched the marine ship they had been fighting disappear in the horizon. It had been close this time. All of their wounds after Thriller Bark was not completely healed .And that shitty swordsman had almost died… again. He looked over at the infirmary where Chopper had barricaded himself as soon as the marines had begun to falter in their attacks. He really felt sorry for those marines. As soon as Zorro's body had hit the deck, Luffy had gone completely crazy. He had almost killed the howl marine crew with on blow, but he had to admit that he had also gone a little mad. He looked down on himself, he looked like crape. His shoes were covered in blood; in fact his howl body was covered in blood. His pants was still on and working, but it had holes all over. His jacket hung open and his shirt was not tugged in his pants as usual. Sanji reached down to his pocket and took out a smoke. He tried to lit it, but realized it was soaked in blood. This day was going to hell. He looked at the infirmary once more and felt his eyes filling whit tears. Dam it. If that shitty swordsman died what was he going to do? Chopper had been in there for ages now. A single tear rolled down his cheek. - Sanji? Namis face come in to sight. – Are you alright? She as the rest of the crew was full of bruises and wounds. - Yes Nami, I'm fine. Sanji answered, not really convincing anyone, but before Nami could get in to the howl discussion mood the infirmary door opened and a weary tired reindeer come walking out, his head hanging and feet dragging. Sanji looked at the doctor prepared for the worst. The little reindeer looked up meeting the crew's eyes, he smiled. –Zorro is alive and asleep. That was all Chopper said before he fall to the ground with execution from the fight and taking cear of Zorro. The howl crew ran to Choppers side and turned him around, He was asleep with a satisfied smile on his face. Sanji felt his feet giving away under him and retched out to support himself the railing. – Sanji, it was Nami again, -don't forget to breath. Only now he realized he had been holding his breat since Chopper had walked out. Sanji looked at Nami and smiled tiredly, taking in a deep breath.
Zorro tried moving his toes, it worked. Now his fingers, ho got a reaction. Then he tried moving his head, it was a bad idea. A pain shoot through his spin, making him growl in pain. He slowly opened his eyes, it was dark. Only one light in the room, which he was thankful for, his eyes adjusting. He was in the infirmary, so much his brain could tell him. Zorro then turned his head, ignoring the pain, and looked to his right. Only to almost die of a heart attack. There was something or someone sitting next to the bed on a sher. It was pale as a sheet and had dark bags under its eyes. It was wearing a suit and tie, but it was covered in blood. – Sanij? Zorro's voice cracked and was barely hearable, but the thing next to him reacted on the sound of its name. It turned it's dead tired eyes to him. Zorro had never seen Sanji this tired and out of shape. –Watch happened to you? Zorro's voice filled worry after overcoming the first shock of seeing the ghost of what have had been the cook. Zorro watched the other man's eyes filling with furry, and before he knew what was happening the cook had grabbed him by his shirt and lifted Zoro's upper body from the bed, now there faces only inches away from each other, and Zoro gasped now seeing the cook's face close up. Sanji breathed through his nose, before his low voice reached Zoro's ears. – You happened. Don't ever do that again. Sanij stared into Zoro's eyes for a long moment. Before Sanji let go of him and walked out of the room.