Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece and I do not own anything. Sad isn't it? This story will have Vivi and Karu. So that equals, no Robin and Chopper. They need a vacation.
A hard thwak in his rib cage awoken the tired and lazy green haired swordsman up from a long nap. He decided to ignore it and continue onto his little happy dream when he felt few more blasts into his ribs and stomach. Irritated, annoyed, and angry, the swordsman finally sat up and glared furiously at the man who kept on kicking him. "What, ero-cook!?"
"Breakfast." Zoro stood up and glanced at Sanji; the slender pale skin, beautiful golden hair flowing softly in the ocean wind, and the only visible right blue eye-glaring at him. "Hurry up!"
"Don't you have nicer way to say things!?"
"Of course not! I only say sweet phrases to ladies " Sanji stepped on his cigarette and kicked Zoro into the kitchen.
Zoro sat between Karu and Usopp and started munching onto the food. His eyes swam over to Sanji again who he was serving extra special dishes for Nami and Vivi only. Zoro scowled at how stupid Sanji was acting around the girls and how he only gave the special dishes to the girls only. If only he served some to- He abruptly stopped talking to himself when his whole crew was staring at him. "What?"
"Are you okay!? You seemed dazed." Sanji placed a hand over Zoro's forehead, but Zoro flung it away.
"I'm okay!"
"Well, you don't have to be so stubborn at it!"
"Shuddap!!" Zoro scowled at Sanji and stomped out of the room. "Can I get out of the ship now, Nami!? I want to see the city!!" Luffy was anxiously moved his legs.
"Yes, you can Luffy. Try to come back when the sun sits on the ocean. Okay?" Luffy grinned and followed Zoro.
Soon after Zoro left the ship, he was lost. He also lost the sight of Luffy, he didn't really care though. Zoro really wanted to go wander around the city with Sanji-which he doubted. He knew Sanji loved Nami and terribly hated men. Zoro, lost in his own thoughts, stumbled into an old man. "S-sorry."
"Zoro...? Is that you?" Zoro lifted his head to meet the gray eyes of the man. The old man's height was lower than Zoro's waist, he was wearing a brown cloak around his small body, wrinkles all over his face and hands. The hair on his hair was silver with hints of green in it. Zoro's eyes lightened up. "Jii-san! Long time no see!!"
The old man chuckled, "Long time no see to you too...I see that you have some trouble after you joined some particular pirate group."
"Yeah...you seen the WANTED poster?"
"Of course. You have some high bounty on your head, my grandson."
Zoro laughed, "Yeah, now all the pirate hunters are trying to get my head."
His grandfather let out a hand. "Let us go eat something-I need to talk to you."
Sanji was still in the Merry Go, waiting for Nami. "Nami-san, are you ready?"
"Hold on...hold...yes! Done!" Nami came into the room wearing a white one piece dress with fancy lace sewn at the edges. Her arms were visible enough to see her tattoo and her slightly tanned skin. "How do I look?"
"Pretty, my sweet It's as if we are going on a date to the city of Venice."
"Thanks...by the way..."
"What is it?"
"Nn...what do you think of...Zoro?"
Sanji blinked at her. "What do you mean Nami-san!?"
"Uh...you know, is he like...you loving me?"
Sanji raised his eyebrow. "EW! Nami-san! That is gross! I don't like him! I think of him as...an apprentice! Yah, there you go. An apprentice."
Nami sighed. "Okay then, let's go." She wrapped her arms around Sanji's and left the ship.
"A birthday wish?" Zoro took a bite of his parfait and repeated what his grandfather told him.
"Yes, Zoro. A birthday wish. Your birthday was last week, was it?"
"Jii-san, it was over a month ago."
"Right right. I shall grant you one wish for your...belated birthday. What is it that you want?" Zoro placed his spoon and giggled. He never actually believed that his grandfather had a bloodline of wizards-or people that makes wishes come true. He shrugged his shoulders and his grandfather frowned, "You must have a wish...think harder." Zoro wondered, what do I want? The greatest swordsman in the world? I am going to get that dream all by myself...I don't need any magic stuff-that'll be cheating. What do I want... Sanji popped into his mind. His eyes lowered to the empty plate. "...I wish..."
"You wish...?"
"-To...know Sanji's true feelings."
"That's all!?"
Zoro lifted his head. "What do you mean, 'that's all!?'"
"That's boring Zoro! Is that what you really want!?"
"I'm sorry that my wish is boring, and yes."
His grandfather sighed, "All right then. I'll grant that wish...when I go back to my hotel."
"-Hope you remember to."
"I will I will. You don't trust your own grandfather?"
"Sometimes. Thanks for the lunch Jii-san, the sun's setting." Zoro hugged his grandfather and left the restaurant.
By the time Zoro came back to his ship, the sun had already setted. As he climbed up the ladder, he heard screams and arguments. Luffy must be home. Zoro leaped over the rails and walked into the kitchen/dining room. When he opened the door, a pillow greeted him in the face. "Welcome back Mr. Bushido." He rubbed his nose and squinted over to Vivi. "What happened?"
"Oh, Luffy-san wants meat tonight, but Sanji-san said he's going to make spaghetti."
"That's not fair!!" Luffy screamed into Sanji's face, "You always ask Nami what she wants, and never us!"
"Well, that's because every time I ask you men what you want, it's always the favorite."
He pointed his cigarette at Luffy, "You ALWAYS want meat for dinner-"
He then pointed to Usopp, "You ALWAYS want Moyashi itame (bean sprout vegetable assortment) for dinner-"
"And you ALWAYS-" his cigarette pointed to Zoro, but no words came out.
"Call me when your done with spaghetti-or whatever you're making." Zoro stretched his arms and left the room. He walked over to the far end of the ship and lied down. Zoro realized that he never told Sanji what his favorite food was. He didn't have the courage, like Luffy and Usopp, to boldly ask what they loved. I wonder if Jii-san finished making my wish...His thoughts slowly drifted himself to sleep.
Zoro was awakened by Sanji's foot again. He stretched his arms and yawned, "Wow, that was a good nap."
"Nap!? It's already nighttime! Get up!" Zoro sat up and was startled to see that Sanji was carrying a plate of food and two bottles of alcohol. "Here." Zoro reached out his hand and retrieved the bottles first, then the plate. The smell of food filled his heart with happiness. Zoro took a mouthful of bean sprouts and smiled, "This is good." Sanji smiled as he watched the swordsman. The blond hid his smile and sat down next to him. "I managed to save a plateful before Luffy ate everything." he laughed, "Yup, it's moyashi itame tonight." Zoro eyes widened-he never seen Sanji smile around him. He blushed and tried to hide it by drinking half a bottle. "What's your favorite food?"
Zoro's lips parted away from the bottle with a pop. "What?"
"Y'know, I never knew what you liked."
Zoro chuckled and took another swig of alcohol. He didn't really care if Sanji made his favorite dish-he liked anything he made. "Katsuo no Tataki (cooked bonito fish)."
"You like that? But that's...simple to make."
"I like simple making foods that are easy for me to make, okay!?"
"Okay okay, I understand." Sanji kept his mouth shut and waited until Zoro finally chewed the last bean sprout. "Do you want another bottle? I'll go get some-" Sanji stood up, but Zoro grasped his arm.
"It's okay. Two's just fine." The blond blinked, but sat down next to him-keeping a 5 inch separation between them. Zoro handed him a glass and Sanji sipped quietly. "The stars are beautiful tonight."
Zoro looked up and agreed. "Yeah..." The swordsman leaned onto Sanji's shoulder-and Sanji shoved him down to the floor. "What'd you do that for!?"
Sanji raised his eyebrow, "What the hell are you doing!? Leaning on me like that! You're...gross!!"
"Gross!?"
"Yeah, you're gross, you sickening homo! I'll tell you something, the only person who can touch me is not a filthy, rude, dirt talking, man-loving macho man like you, but the ladies! So, don't you dare touch me as if I'm your-boyfriend or something!" Sanji snatched the plates from Zoro and stomped into the room.
Zoro leaned back onto the wall and laughed. So, that was the truth...He hates me! He completely hates me! Soon, his laughter melted into bitter tears. He didn't come back in until morning came.
Eggs, ham, sausages, and pancakes woke up the hungry captain and the others from their bedrooms. Luffy, Usopp, and Karu were all fighting over food using their 'fork and knife style.' Nami came into the room and sniffed the nice aroma of breakfast and coffee. "Good morning, Nami-san! How was your night?"
"Good Sanji-kun." Her eyes swam over to the table of people, "Where's Zoro?"
Luffy shrugged, "I don't know. His bed was empty when I woke up."
Sanji looked away from Nami's glare. "I don't know what happened to that kuso-marimo." The door opened and Zoro walked in. Nami sighed out a relief, but Zoro didn't look at his own crew. The swordsman trudged over to the counter, took an apple and walked out. Nami glared at Sanji. "Sanji-kun, what did you do!?"
Sanji raised his eyebrow, "I didn't do anything."
"Really? Then, go tell Zoro to come and eat with us." With both hands, Nami pushed Sanji out of the door, "Good luck."
Sanji peeked out of the wall and looked down at Zoro. "Um...Zoro..." Zoro's back twitched and remained still. "Are you...going to eat?" Zoro continued to stay silent, so Sanji asked again, "Do you want to eat?"
"Nah." Zoro stood up causing Sanji to back up a little; his foot raised as if he was ready for a fight. "I have to go to the city."
Sanji titled his head to the side, "What are you going to do in that city?"
Zoro finally turned to meet Sanji's eyes, "I'm...going to meet someone really important to me." The swordsman walked past Sanji and jumped off the ship.
To Be Continued.
((sigh)) Another one of my little fantasies. I have wizards and magical creatures in my own world...poke'mon, One Piece, and some other stuff that I was into.
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