They were sailing through calm waters. The wind was blowing smoothly in that hot summer afternoon. They had just had lunch and all the crew, except for the cook, was on the deck of the Merry-Go, enjoying the sun.

Zoro was sleeping, laying against the mast of the ship. Nami was probably going to get a sunburn while laying on the deck's chair, wearing her bikini and sunglasses only.

Something exploded all of the sudden. Luffy and Usopp laughed at it, but Nami almost jumped out of the chair because of such loud noise. She got up and punched them both in the head, scolding them. Usopp was always building and doing something new, but something always went wrong.

Zoro woke up with the noise. It was really annoying... He noticed that Sanji wasn't there yet... bringing tea to Nami or giving her his amazing home baked cookies and behaving like a completely idiot. He looked towards the kitchen. He would probably still be washing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen.

Nami saw that he was awake and asked him to get some drinks because it was too hot. Zoro agreed right away. First, he wanted to get away from the noise and second... he wanted some booze.

Zoro entered the kitchen. It was cooler than outside and yup, Sanji was still doing his chores. He sat down by the table with his feet turned towards the helm and sighed as he turned his head, watching Sanji washing the dishes.

Sanji ignored him, pretending that he was still alone in the kitchen. And while he was doing the dishes, no one said a word. The only sound that echoed in the whole kitchen was the sound of the water running.

Neither Zoro or Sanji dared to break the silence. Not even Zoro, who loved messing with the cook. As for Sanji, he just didn't bother asking why he was there.

The silence grew louder until Sanji, who knew he was being watched by the marimo, turned to face him.

He leaned against the counter and lit a cigarette, exhaled the smoke and asked:

"What do you want, Marimo?"

Zoro smiled mischievously.

"I was just wondering about the camera's film. I bet it's broken."

"What?"

"Oh.. you know, cook... " Zoro sat up straight on the bench, but this time he faced Sanji "When they took your photo! That's why you have no..."

"Ehh? Shitty swordsman!"

Pissed off, Sanji stormed to Zoro, raising his leg, threatening him. He took his cigarette out of his mouth and exhaled one more time. Both of them exchanged looks. Zoro smirked and Sanji was clearly angry.

"Do you wanna fight, Shitty Cook...?"

Sanji calmed down and lowered his leg. He tucked his shirt in, heading towards the door, and said "I'm not gonna waste my time with you, lost marimo..."

Zoro stood up slowly and followed him. Right before Sanji opened the door, Zoro grabbed his black tie and pulled him closer.

"What are..."

Sanji turned his face, surprised at Zoro. His face was a few inches from the swordsman's. They looked into each other's eyes. Zoro still had that wicked gleam on his face.

"Don't call me that, Ero-cook!"

"Protected Specie*...!"

"Oh, shut up!"

Zoro removed their cigarette from Sanji's mouth and pulled him even closer. Their lips found each other but Sanji broke the kiss an instant after. He pushed Zoro, but he lost his balance when he tried jumping backwards. The cook´s tie was still in Zoro's hand, though, and as he pulled at it, he kept Sanji from falling, who ended up landing on Zoro's lap.

"What the hell are you doing?" Sanji asked in a low voice.

"What does it look like, love cook?" Zoro bent his head towards Sanji.

The green-haired man kissed him again. But this time Sanji went along, and pushed him back towards the kitchen table.

He ran his hands down Zoro's chest and lifted his t-shirt. And after taking it off, he threw it across the kitchen. Sanji didn't seem to care anymore, he was way too confused, but at the same time... He gently pushed Zoro down and made him sit on the bench.

The swordsman started unbuttoning Sanji's blazer jacket but then Luffy suddenly walked into the kitchen.

Automatically, Sanji kicked Zoro in the head so hard he made him land on the table, destroying part of it as well as the bench. And then yelled:

"If you want more of the shitty Sake, you go and get it yourself, you baka-marimo!"

Luffy walked to the fridge laughing. "You guys are so funny!"

Opening its door, he asked Sanji "Can I take more meat with me? I'm starved."

"What?" Sanji shrieked, getting ready to complain. Only to realize he wanted Luffy out of there as soon as possible. "Yes, of course. But hurry up... Before I change my mind."

When Luffy left, he still reminded Zoro before he walked out "Don't forget your booze.".

Zoro didn't answer. He was still laying there, in the exact same position, completely dizzy... against the broken bits and pieces that used to belong to both the table and the bench.

"Tch... What did you do that for?"

"Dumbass swordsman... It was so that whoever came in through that door wouldn't suspect anything. And... Never..." Sanji got closer to Zoro, and whispering, he went on: "... Do that... Again."

Before he could say or do anything else, Zoro got up. "I already told you to shut it... Love cook..."

Zoro grabbed Sanji's tie again, not giving him enough time to back away, and smiled once more. "You always wearing a suit does come in handy..."

He kissed him again and Sanji didn't move. Pushing him against the door, Zoro locked it and restarted unbuttoning Sanji's jacket. But when he got to that blue shirt underneath and felt all those other buttons waiting for him, he frowned in annoyance. So in a single ripping movement, the swordsman stripped Sanji off his shirt, making him stand there bare-chested... except for his tie.

Zoro then started kissing him down his neck to his chest until Sanji pushed him onto the half-torn table again and their lips met... as Sanji's hands dealt with Zoro's zipper.

As they both lied there close together on the kitchen's floor, Zoro's arm provided Sanji's head the needed support, letting him snuggle against Z's warm and nearly naked body. Zoro was still wearing his haramaki, Sanji having told him to leave it on.

They stayed like this for quite a while before Sanji reached out and took a cigarette out of his jacket's inside pocket, sat up and started smoking.

"Zoro."

"What?"

"We can't do this again."

The cook then stood up and looked at his shredded shirt.

Zoro didn't say anything for a little while, just stared at Sanji a bit frustrated and then said:

"Yeah. Nami and Robin can't possibly know about us, isn't that right? Ero-cook..." Zoro blurted out, getting up and dressed, but forgetting his shirt on the other side of the kitchen.

"Seaweed head!"

"Baka-cook!"

Zoro stormed out of the kitchen and walked down to the deck. Everyone saw him but only Nami noticed he didn't bring anything with him.

"Hey! Where's the Sake?"

An embarrassed Zoro ran back up to the kitchen and as Sanji walked right past him, he noticed he was already fully clothed. They didn't say a word to each other or even looked at one another so Zoro kept running and went right inside, towards the kitchen closet.

There, he heard Nami asking Sanji "What were you two doing in there? I hope you didn't destroy the kitchen! Because if you did? You'll have to pay double just to fix it! And Zoro forgot his drink? That's not normal..."

Sanji blushed and looked at Zoro over his shoulder, who was then walking down the stairs with bottles in his hands.

"The kitchen? Uh... Maybe the table is slightly damaged... but only a little... And the bench." Sanji confessed, completely embarrassed.

"Damn it! Now it's me who has to go up there and fix what you wrecked, am I right?" Usopp said and went upstairs to make sure about what the extent of the actual damage was.

"You always destroy the damn bench! Why can't you two get along?" Nami sighed.

Zoro had already sat by them when he downed one of the bottles, which made Sanji react instantly.

"At least save some for the rest of us, moss head!"

"I already told you to shut it, curly eyebrows! You wanna fight?"

They looked at each other for a moment, making it hard to decide whose face was the scariest. But then Nami took a closer look and pointed out "What kind of fight was that? You're not wearing a shirt..." She pointed at Zoro first and then Sanji "...and you're wearing a new one...?"

And so... Both their faces went marble-pale.

* Protected specie - (marimo was declared one in 1921)

Original avatar pic: unoco

Author: Hana G.

Translation to English: Silver, Hana G. and Enko K.

Reviewer: Silver

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Roronoa Zoro and Sanji

Rating: +15

A special thanks to Silver xD Who made the cover pic and has always some pretty awesome ideas! And Mari (Chopper) , thank you :D