A/N: Hi, I'm back ;) I actually wrote this a while back, way before I had seen the sabaody arc. I really had no idea that there was slavery in One Piece O.o

Anyway, this story will be graphic in places and will take up disturbing themes. Because I'm twisted like that.

Warnings: Male/male relationships, slavery, graphic rape (in later chapters), explicitness, torture... You have been warned!

Disclaimer: I own nothing. T.T If I did, it wouldn't be FANfiction, would it? (Also, I'd have a lot more cash... just saying)

Enjoy...

Chapter 1 - Stolen

The sun was shining brightly over the ocean of the Grand Line. Although only a few hours ago the rain had been pouring. On board the pirate ship "Thousand Sunny" the Straw Hat pirates were relaxing, and enjoying the warm weather. Nami, the navigator checked their course.

"We should reach the next island before tomorrow is over" she grinned. Luffy flashed her one of his trademark smiles and laughed.

"Great! Na, Robin, do you know anything about the island?" he asked. The archaeologist nodded.

"Yes. It is called Zugaikotsu Island*, and is known for its generally hospitable people. Though lately there have been reports of mysterious disappearances. So we should be careful there, Luffy-kun" she explained. Nami looked serious, and Usopp paled significantly.

"I think my can't-step-on-the-scary-island disease is acting up" he stated while clutching his belly dramatically. Chopper immediately began fussing over him. Sanji rolled his eyes. Zoro, who stood a distance away, lifting weights, simply put the weights down.

"Sounds like a challenge. And if we're lucky curly-brow over there will disappear" he smirked. The cook glared at him.

"Then you'd starve to death, marimo" he replied.

"Heh, it'd be worth it! I wouldn't have to see your dartbrow face everyday"

"What was that, moss ball?"

"Going deaf now, ero-cook?" Zoro's smirk grew wider.

"Wha- You moronic algae haired baka-marimo!"

"Are you running out of insults love-cook?"

"No, you... fag!" Sanji growled. Zoro looked slightly put out for a second. That comment had actually... hurt!

"What? Did I hit a sore spot or something?" Sanji teased. Zoro glared at him. Sanji had never used that sort of language before. Heck, Zoro didn't think Sanji felt that way about gays. He mentally shook his head, it was probably just meant as an insult, he couldn't possibly know how close to home that comment had hit. Sanji lifted a leg and started kicking, just as Zoro drew his three katana. The two men began fighting, as usual. The rest of the crew just ignored them and kept talking. Brook looked at them. Just a little surprised that this was normal for them, as he was rather new to the crew he still wasn't completely used to them. But he wasn't exactly normal either, so it didn't matter.

"Sanji! I'm hungry!" the captain whined. Sanji walked to the kitchen to prepare food, not necessarily because his captain said so, but rather because it was dinner time soon and his lovely ladies would probably be hungry soon too. Zoro sheathed his swords and looked after the cook.

'He can't possibly know... can he?'

The comment haunted Zoro all through the rest of the day. Even now, as he was up in the crow's nest on watching duty. It annoyed him, 'cause he really shouldn't give a shit about what that stupid chef thought, so why did it bug him that much? He shook his head and leaned against the wall in the crow's nest.

"Fuck it. I don't care about what that idiot says!" he growled. Though he knew it was a lie, why else would he keep thinking about it? Zoro looked towards the starlit sky.

"It ain't like I have a crush on him or something" he muttered. But even as he said those words he couldn't quite get himself to believe them. He sighed and let his mind wander. Soon he was nodding off. Entering the world of dreams, where anything is possible.

***dream****

Zoro walked around the ship, it was completely empty. No voices were heard, no familiar faces seen... Darkness covered the ship and made the atmosphere feel eerie. Zoro became more and more confused. Where was everyone?

"Oi, Luffy? Robin? Franky? Usopp? Nami? ...Sanji?" Where could they be?

"Zoro... in here" a voice said. The voice was seductive and slightly gruff, but very familiar. Zoro opened the door in front of him. He was met with the sight of a beautiful scene. The cook was lying on the bed, wearing nothing but his boxers. His hair looked slightly messy, and he held a cigarette to his lips, inhaling the smoke, before puffing it out in Zoro's face. He stood up and walked towards the stunned swordsman, putting out his cigarette before speaking. The candle by the bedside flickered slightly before flaring up strongly, illuminating the features of the blond chef.

"Do I look good to you?" Sanji asked, letting a hand glide around Zoro's waist.

"Do I make you all hot and bothered?" he roughly pushed Zoro down on the bed, and placed himself over him. One arm on either side of Zoro, and one leg between his legs. Zoro blushed, which in turn made him feel dumb. He was a swordsman after all. But the scenario was just so... hot!

"Do I make you feel like a teenage girl?" One hand moved closer to Zoro's crotch. Suddenly the scenery shifted. Things turned darker. The candle quickly stopped burning; only emanating a thin whisper of smoke. The expression on Sanji's face went sinister and he grinned maliciously.

"You dirty faggot! You're nothing. People like you should just be murdered! Did you honestly think I give a shit about you? Why don't you just die, fag!" Zoro noticed his arms were tied up. Sanji held a sharp butchers-knife, gleaming dangerously in the pale moonlight from the window, he swung his arm down and...

***dream over***

Zoro sat up with a start. His heart was pounding, and not just out of fear. Though it had been a while since he had a nightmare like that, it wasn't that which had his heart pounding in his chest and his breath coming in heavy pants. No, the reason for this was the first part of the dream. The image of a seductive cook flashed before Zoro's eyes. He shuddered in pleasure. Sanji in his dream had been incredibly hot and seductive... As opposed to the way he was around women. It was a major turn on.

"Fuck" he groaned. He could not think of his nakama that way! It was wrong. And yet his nether regions chose to disagree, as he now sported a raging hard member. Zoro groaned. He resisted the temptation to touch himself, and instead chose to will the aching hard-on away. Thinking of the most disgusting thing he could come up with (you don't wanna know what it was, trust me), the erection slowly faded. Zoro sighed and ran a hand through his hair, now damp with sweat. He stayed in the crow's nest for a while until he heard steps approaching, and soon Usopp peeked in.

"Err... I was supposed to swap with you now" he said. Zoro nodded.

"I see" He yawned. Had he slept that long? He moved down, and immediately went to the showers. He had to get that sweat off, and a nice shower might help him calm down. The erection had come because of a wet dream, nothing else; he did not have a crush on Sanji! It was simply... lust. Only that. The cool water spraying down his shoulders felt good. It washed away the remnants of both the pleasant dream and the nightmare. Zoro sighed. He should probably get some more sleep before morning came too... He dried off and slowly walked to his bed. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep, it never did. And this time he, thankfully, didn't have any dreams.

He was woken, rather rudely, by an angry cook yelling that he better get his ass down and eat breakfast.

'I'd love to get my ass down for something else' he thought sleepily, before realizing just what he had thought. He mentally slapped himself.

'Get a grip! I do not like Sanji like that!' he thought. He finally entered the kitchen, to find it in its normal state of total chaos. He ate his share of the food, perfectly made as usual, and watched the cook as he cooked seconds for Luffy and made desserts for the ladies. Zoro felt a sting of jealousy as Sanji fawned over Nami.

'Dammit! I should not feel jealous, after all I do not care!' he thought fiercely, and glared at the redhead when no one was looking.

After the meal Zoro went to train. He lifted his massive weights and focused all his thoughts on the workout. If he was going to become the best swordsman he had to focus on his training after all. When he deemed himself done with the weightlifting he sat down to meditate. A sense of foreboding hit him. Something bad was going to happen. He could feel it in every part of his body. He shrugged the feeling off. They had been through bad shit before. This would be no different. Everything always worked out for the best in the end.

"LAND AHOY!" Luffy yelled. Zoro stood up and looked towards the island. He could see where it had got its name. A huge mountain was a large part of the island, and on that mountain a pattern of trees and caves formed the illusion of a skull.

"This should be fun" he smirked as the ship docked.

"Let's go explore!" Luffy exclaimed. Nami held him back with an annoyed look on her face. She started talking.

"We won't take any unnecessary chances, so we'll split up into twos. Luffy, you're going with Usopp. I'll go with Sanji, Usopp joins Brook and Franky goes with Robin, Zoro you can..."

"I can go alone." Zoro finished for her.

"Actually I thought you could watch the ship" she said with a voice that told Zoro his debt to her would increase if he didn't. He sent her a dark look, but obeyed and sat down on the ship. It wasn't like there was anything he had to do anyway. He watched the others leave. Usopp looked slightly skeptically at Brook, but didn't seem to mind too much. Soon they were out of sight. Zoro let himself doze off, while keeping his senses sharp and his swords close, not willing to let anyone catch him off guard.

It didn't take long before something happened. He felt someone approaching and just before they hit him he lifted his sword and blocked. He opened his eyes and looked at the attacker. It was a tall man -about the same height as Brook, maybe even taller- with short purplish black hair and a strong powerfully built body. He had a slight beard and wielded a large naginata, a long wooden staff with a curved blade on the end, and looked mildly surprised that he had been blocked.

"Who are you, and what do you want?" Zoro asked. The man smirked.

"I am Hagewashi. And I want... you" he answered, his smirk growing darker. Zoro smirked right back.

"Too bad, ya can't have me" he said and attacked the man. They fought each other. Zoro gave all he had. The man was strong! Zoro got in a few hits, but nothing serious, which irked him. But this Hagewashi man hadn't landed more than a few hits either. So they were pretty even. Suddenly one of his swords were stolen from his hands.

"What the...?" another man stood next to the first one. This one was scrawny looking with a narrow, pointy face and greasy blonde hair, reaching his shoulders. He reminded Zoro strongly of a rat. He had Kitetsu in his hands.

"Devil's fruit?" he asked. The ratty man grinned.

"The haya haya no mi. It made me be able to move at a speed the human senses can't pick up" he explained. Zoro cursed himself for letting one of his weapons be taken so easily. The fact that the wounds from his encounter with Bartholomew Kuma weren't completely healed yet didn't exactly help him either. He moved Wado from his mouth to his left hand, and got ready to attack again. But before he could do anything the ratty man disappeared from his view again, and this time Zoro held on tightly to his weapons. Unfortunately that was not what they were aiming for. The ratty man grabbed his swords, as he had expected, but as he held on tightly to them, he failed to block Hagewashi's next blow. He had aimed the blunt end of his weapon to Zoro's head, and while Zoro kept his swords from being taken he struck. By the time Zoro noticed it it was already too late. The full force of the blow was taken by his head, instead of his swords or arms, like it usually would have been. And as the man was so strong, the blow successfully knocked the green haired swordsman out. Before everything went black Zoro's last thoughts were

'Damn, I hope Sanji didn't see that embarrassing defeat'

The straw hats returned to the ship, worn out after the trip to the town. The people had been nice enough, though a bit nervous, and it had been tiresome. At first no one noticed anything wrong, and just started to do their stuff. Sanji began cooking dinner, Nami wanted to enjoy the last half hour of sun before night fell, Robin wanted to read and so on. Only Chopper thought something was off and looked around a bit.

"Uhm... where's Zoro?" he asked. The others stopped what they were doing and looked around among themselves, realizing the swordsman wasn't there.

"He probably got lost again" Sanji stated in a bored tone of voice.

"How? He was staying right here on the ship..." Nami said. Sanji hadn't thought of that...

"Eh... you guys..." Usopp said, and pointed to three swords lying on the deck, a little blood splattered here and there. In the middle of it all a green haramaki was laying. A dagger pierced through it, as if to send the straw hats a cruel message. Zoro had not gotten lost. He had been taken! As this realization hit home the crew gasped. Nami slapped her hands over her mouth and a few tears escaped her eyes. How could one of the strongest ones in their group be taken away like this? Robin looked stunned, Usopp looked scared and both Chopper and Franky were crying.

"Zoro-bro!" Franky wailed. Brook looked mournful and angry all in one, and Luffy... Luffy looked furious.

"We will find him! No one harms my nakama!" Luffy said, and anyone could tell he was completely serious.

*zugaikotsu=Skull

Hagewashi=Vulture