Summary: It's that time again. Time to get a haircut. Zoro figures Robin is his best bet, but he's still rather uncomfortable spending time alone with her. She keeps messing with his head and it's beginning to get on his nerves. Post Time-skip. mainly Zoro's POV. Hint of ZoRo, but this could be a completely platonic fanfic.
This is my first fanfiction, so...
I do not own One Piece.
(Part I/III):
Zoro didn't need a haircut very often. Unlike most people, he didn't have a haircut every six months or...however often people usually cut their hair –as if he knew or cared. Zoro could shave, and did. Obviously. The last thing he needed was a prickly bush (literally) on his jaw, upper lip, and chin. The fact was, thankfully, Zoro's hair didn't grow that quickly. Perhaps it was genetic, a quirk to go along with the abnormal green. Nevertheless, it was that rare time that Zoro loathed: time to cut his hair.
Kuina gave him his first haircut, or at least, the first one he bothered to remember. She had found him in the back of the dojo while he was brushing the longer, wet strands off his forehead after one of his training sprees. She had teased him, he had gotten mad, and he had stormed off ready to prove he could too cut his hair. However, Kuina had saved him the trouble (rescued him from botching the job) when she surprised him and got the job done before he could protest. After Kuina's death and he left the dojo to traverse the world, he stopped by the local barbershop (wherever he ended up) every so often, but there were only a couple of those days as his nickname of "Pirate hunter" began to stick. And it wasn't just at the barber's shops either. He had simply stopped going places besides the bars and taverns when he found he couldn't pull off the single-sword (Wado) stunt anymore. Or he tried to, but the damn buildings kept moving around. And even if people weren't sure it really was him, they quaked in their boots anyway. Zoro didn't mind the fear he caused. He'd much rather be left alone.
Zoro knew Nami would charge him for a haircut. But she would also charge him if his hair got too long, probably. He couldn't cut his hair even if he wanted to. He couldn't go to a barber in town because they would probably slit his throat (on purpose or on accident, depending on their character) or turn him in–or try to–and then Nami would sue him for that too. Chopper could try, but he'd never really had to groom himself; he never bothered as a reindeer and, even after he ate the Hito Hito no Mi, his hair didn't grow all that much. Usopp might try to mess with him, especially if Luffy got in on it, so those two were out of the question. Zoro would rather die than even think about asking Sanji to give him a trim, and Brook would probably tell Zoro to grow it into an afro, and then end up giving himself a heart attack (skull joke! Yohohoho!) trying to imagine it. Zoro shuddered at the thought of a green afro to crown his head...like that one freak in a box they met on that abandoned island somewhere in East Blue. He was almost as equally terrified of what Franky might try to do to him (the Cyborg wore braids the other day for heaven's sake)...and that left Robin. Robin would cut his hair if he asked -and cut it right. Certainly. Maybe. Probably.
...He'd like to think so. Zoro fingered a few strands of his longer-than-normal hair and scratched at the nape of his neck, scowling. Fingering hair was not something a man did. Unless you were a curly-brow love-cook, Zoro quickly amended. Sometimes he wondered about the orientation of the damn blonde. Even though Sanji came back to the crew with more frequent, more severe nosebleeds after everyone was scattered, strange okama kept turning up at random places and seemed to know him...
In any case, Zoro needed a haircut, and he needed one before Nami noticed the length of his hair, and if Robin was the one to cut his hair, he'd need to make sure nobody else knew. Even Chopper would spill the beans on them -or more specifically, Zoro, because Robin probably didn't care-, and Zoro was not about to be blackmailed by Nami. Obviously there was nothing between Robin and himself besides their teamwork, affection for the Mugiwara doctor, and pledged loyalty to Luffy, but it never hurt to be safe...that and Sanji would probably hide the booze if he found out.
Damnit. Nami would probably notice the difference anyhow, and then she'd figure out who did it, and then everyone would find out anyway, and he'd end up looking like he was interested in her…or something. It seemed like something Nami would try to fabricate. And it was so awkward besides –getting a haircut. It was one thing to snooze on deck and be conscious of Robin's periodic glances and silent laughter. Really, she wasn't that hard to read when she had a book on her lap, but sometimes she seemed to take more pleasure in his discomfort than in the papers in front of her. And he knew she'd probably just comment that he was "too easy to mess with," the same way Luffy managed to coax him into his games. That damned onna.
But really, Zoro didn't want to sit patiently while someone snipped away at his hair. In that sense, he actually preferred Nami's company only because it was never awkward (because she never stopped bitching at him). Robin was so silent though. She'd probably look surprised and then laugh at him when he asked, then tease him during the cut… Maybe it would be less awkward if he asked Chopper to come along-what the hell?! What was he thinking, Zoro's scowl deepened. Don't go there, he growled to himself. Anyway, it wasn't like he would be able to pay back all the interest Nami had oh-so-kindly added to his bill-
"Everyone, assemble! I have something to say!"
...speak of the devil and she shall appear.
"Haaiii, Nami-swaaaaann~~~!"
That da-
"ZORO GET YOUR ASS ON DECK OR I WILL RAISE YOUR DEBT BY 30%."
Shit.
[If it wasn't clear, the "one-sword/Wado-stunt" is referring to the times he walked around with just one sword for whatever reason, and people would speculate on whether or not he really was The Pirate Hunter because of the obvious lack of three swords.]
please R&R. I don't know what to think otherwise -_-
I realize that maybe the story is quite dull...perhaps I should have published it as a single story instead of in 3 parts. You let me know.
