This is my first ZoSan fanfic, I mean, of my own, and also the first one in English, so let's see how this goes… Let's do it.
White. White everywhere. White and nothing else. Is he finally dead? Good. It feels kind of satisfying but something seems to be off. Ah, so that's it, fear. He doesn't want to die. Then why had he tried? He doesn't know anymore. Sudden panic hits him, a tight knot in his throat. He's not dead. His body relaxes. Great, now he can feel his body too. He hears a voice:
"Can you hear me?" it's a woman's voice. "I'm Doctor Nico Robin. I repeat, can you hear me? Please try to make a sign so I can know" she says. He tries to focus on her, but he sees nothing. White seems to be fading away now and black corers appear.
"You're ok, we're sedating you, it's going to be fine" says her voice. Sedated? No, no drugs into his body. He wants to fight it off, but he's just so tired. He doesn't care anymore. He wants to sleep and wake up in a comfortable bed on the other side of the world, ignorant of everything he knows now. And most of all, be normal.
Black wins against white and soon he is fast asleep, with a dreamless night.
Morning light hits him like a punch. Or maybe it's afternoon light. Or he may still haven't slept at all and this is an artificial light. He doesn't want to open his eyes but he knows he has to, because this bed he's lying on is way too comfortable to be his own. For a moment he wonders if his wishes of waking up like another person has become true. That is the only thing that motivates him to open his eyes. What he sees is nothing he would have liked.
White walls. White furniture. White covers. White floor and white everything. This is a hospital, he thinks, but then he discounts the idea because who would care so much about him to put him in a hospital? Had he been kidnapped? Well, he stops caring when the door opens.
"Morning, I hope you had a good rest" says that familiar female voice. "My name is Robin and I will be your doctor". He looks at her, who has approached enough for him to see her face. His eyes seem able to focus now.
"Why am I here?" he questions, though he's not even sure about what he said due to the weakness in his voice, which has sounded strangled.
"Oh, someone found you and brought you here. I'm glad because you might have died if died if you had been left alone back there" she says.
"Wait, what? Someone found me? Who was it? And where was I?" he asks in confusion.
"You should wait, I think he'll come visit, that's what he said, after all" she concludes.
"Ok" he says after a few moments. "Can you please tell me in which hospital I am" he asks her with a worried tone.
"Oh, this is the Baratie Clinic for Teenage Depression, well, and other psychic diseases" she answers shortly before leaving the room. After a few minutes someone knocks the door.
"May I come in?" a male voice asks.
"Yeah, I suppose" he answers. Immediately, a tall muscled, broad guy enters the room. He must be his age more or less. Anyways, what stands out is his moss green hair.
"Um… hi, I should introduce myself… I'm, Zoro, uh… the guy who found you" he says finally.
"Sanji. Thanks for that, I suppose" Sanji says. Is he repeating himself today? Zoro lifts an eyebrow.
"You suppose? What? You wanted to die? I get the anorexia thing, but really wanting to die? I didn't know you were this screwed" he comments. Sanji watches him with irritated eyes.
"You 'get' the anorexia thing? What are you talking about? You don't know shit" he spits, almost screaming and kind of amazed. He thought he was too weak for getting mad, but he was wrong, apparently. Zoro looks stunned.
"Ok, ok… That was a little harsh, perhaps. Sorry, I just can't stand suicidals".
"Well then it'll make you happy to know that it was stupid and absolutely terrifying, so I won't do anything like that again, ever" Sanji says, and shivers from recalling the feeling of emptiness. He is still mad, though.
"Yeah, yeah, whatever" Zoro sighs. "You're welcome, by the way. Hey, hey, you ok?" he asks.
"I'm… I'm just kinda dizzy, it's, it's ok, there's no need for you to get so close" Sanji says with a weaker voice.
Zoro just realizes he has got up and come moved to the bed Sanji is lying on. He slowly goes back, sits down again and looks warily at the guy in front of him.
He is blond, but his hair has lost most of its shine and looks palely yellowish, but he guesses it had been beautifully bright somewhere in the past. Sanji's skin is pale, he must be naturally pale, but now it's just some kind of anemic white than makes him look frailer than he is. He probably is weak now, though. All of these aspects really call Zoro's attention, but there's something else. Something that doesn't only stand out, but literally screams. His eyes. Well, his eye, actually. Oh, Zoro's sure they're blue, ocean deep blue, but they look just so watery yet so dry. It almost hurts him.
"Are you ok there?" Sanji asks. He must have looked dozed out or something.
"Yeah, um… I'm gonna go now" Zoro says and makes his way out of the room quickly.
Sanji closes his eyes and leans back immediately after hearing the door close. He has to calm the fuck down. Damn, his heart is beating so fast it hurts and he's thankful his breath hasn't speed up like crazy. He hates feeling like this and he wants by all means to avoid it, he usually does, but this guy is just too much. He only wishes Zoro doesn't come visit him again because that'll be way too much. Unfortunately, wishes don't seem to come true.
"Hey there Sanji, you've got a visit again from Roronoa" says Doctor Robin entering the room with a cheerful voice and a notebook she hands him. Roronoa? He must be Zoro. Sanji looks at the notebook. It has a black cover and silver letters. 'Blackleg' he reads. Oh, yeah, this is his. Now he remembers; it's a diary. Yeah, he went out that night because he was going to get rid of it. And he had passed out on the street, great. Shit he was helpless. Still that moment of his life was a blur. His thoughts get interrupted by a voice.
"Hi. It's me again" Zoro says while entering the room.
"Yeah, I know, you stand out" Sanji chuckles.
"I just wanted to check on you" Zoro responds.
"Wow, you really have a hero complex don't you?" Sanji laughs. Zoro looks at him with a puzzled expression. Sanji feels a little hole inside of him grow a bit bigger for a moment.
"Yeah, you're definitively fine" he laughs. "I've got things to do, so I better get going".
"Ok, see you, I guess" Sanji says a bit perplex as Zoro gets out. The hole inside of him is no longer growing. Zoro laughed. He has such a beautiful smile. He laughed because of him, not at him. Sanji shakes his head to try to get rid of the thought but he can't. Fuck, he was screwed.