"Hey, marimo. What will you do tomorrow?" The blond asked as he stepped out of the bathroom, nothing but a towel covering what's needed to be covered; though he didn't really have to. The other man already explored every bit of his body. Hell. He even discovered places that the blonde himself didn't even know existed.

"Eh? I'll probably be sleeping. Why'd asked? Do you have any plan in mind?" The green haired man answered; casually sitting on the bed with a pillow on his crossed legs while typing something on his phone then cautiously looking up at the blonde who was now drying his hair using the other towel that he had brought with him as soon as he stepped out of the bathroom.

"I hate you." The blond retorted then throwing the towel in hand towards the green haired man's face. He then walked towards his closet, pulling his neatly folded boxers and putting it on.

"Ugh. Hate you too cook." Zoro said while grinning widely at his husband. Yeah right. He had planned something for tomorrow. It's not like he would forget that tomorrow, they would be celebrating their sixth year wedding anniversary. Until now, he could not believe why the other man married him and even decided to build a family with him. And speaking of family, he remembered that he should be checking if the kids were already asleep. Putting his phone on the bedside table, he stood up and stretched his muscles a little.

"Where are you going?" His other half who was now slumped on the bed said. He sat up and looked at his green haired husband who opened the door of their room.

"Ah. I'll just check the kids."

"No need Zoro, now come back here. Let's go to sleep." Instead of moving the other man just leaned on the door frame and frowned at the cook who was now moving towards him.

"What do you mean? Are they already asleep?" Without bothering to answer, the blonde pulled him back to bed and cuddled him. "What are you doing you shitty cook? I told you that I will check if little sun and little marimo are already asleep?" The cook just shrugged and moved closer to him as if he had not spoken at all. Knowing a losing fight, he just groaned and sighed deeply.

"You're so stupid marimo. Did you honesty forget that the kids are at the old man's house?" Oh. Yeah. The kids were not at home since he asked Sanji's father to take care of them for a while.

"Dad, why do we have to stay at gramps' house? D-don't you want t-to be with us anymore?" The blonde child asked. His hopeful blue eyes transfixed on his father's gold ones. Eyes obviously and silently pleading his father to take back what he had said.

The green haired man knelt in front of his second child and hugged him. Then using his most soothing voice he said "Of course not little sun. Your papa and I have to do something important, so you have to stay with your gramps for two days." He just couldn't help it. Those pleading eyes were so adorable.

"Okay." Wiping tears with the back of his hand then sniffing, little sun agreed.

"Don't be such a cry baby little sun. It's only for two days then we will be with papa and dad again." The other child who seemed like Zoro's younger version said.

"I am not a cry baby!"

"Oh really? Then why are you crying huh?!"

"I am not crying!"

"Yeah right."

"Alright boys. Stop fighting and you little moss, stop making your brother cry and start acting like an older brother." Okay. So, yeah, their children were certainly just like them. Luckily they were nothing like their surrogate mother.

"Sorry dad."

Damn, why are they so adorable? How can I send them away for two days? This will be the longest time that they will not be staying with us. But, no. I shall not be lured by these adorable children in front of me. Zoro thought. He sighed and motioned for his children to move closer towards him and listen to what he would say.

"Little sun and little marimo, do you know what occasion we will be celebrating two days from now?" His children looked back at him, clearly puzzled. After a few seconds of thinking, the children looked at each other silently asking for an answer, which they clearly had no idea at all. Shrugging, the two of them looked at him again. "Two days from now, your papa and I will be celebrating our sixth year wedding anniversary."

Gold and blue eyes suddenly met and with a giggle the two children grinned at him. "Wow! That's awesome dad! What are you going to do? Are you going to give papa a gift? Are you going to surprise papa?" Ha. His children were so excited he could not help but smile.

"Yes. I will do something to surprise your papa. I'm sure he will love it!" After that conversation, his children agreed only with one condition. He should document everything that would happen. In short, he had to film it all, something that he would certainly do.

"Earth to marimo." His blonde husband poked his cheeks seemingly bored.

"Huh. Yeah. Now I remembered. I'm not used to being without them for even a day." He responded mindlessly.

"Tsk. Look who's talking. You were the who decided that they have spend some time with that shitty old man and I wonder what you told them to convince them." Sanji looked at him, raising his brows with curiosity. "What the hell did you tell them, huh? I know our kids and I know they will not just agree to whatever you say even if you are their father."

"Ahm, nothing really. I just told them that the old man misses them. That's all." He said while keeping his voice normal or else his husband would know something he was not supposed to know, not until tomorrow.

"Now, that sounds suspicious." See. It was hard to hide something from his husband and that made it even harder to surprise the other man. That was the reason why he planned two months ahead of time.

The green haired man did not respond. Instead, hugged his husband tighter, feeling the warmth of the other man. Tomorrow's the day. Hell. He did not even know if he should be excited or nervous. His emotions seemed to be messing with him every time he thought about it.

Time seemed to past pretty quick, 'cause next thing he knew Sanji was asleep; his head on Zoro's shoulder while murmuring incomprehensibly in his sleep. Zoro stared at him and found his hand ghosting over Sanji's cheeks, he hesitated for a moment before he landed his hand on the other man's hip and kissed his forehead; whispering words of love until he fell asleep. Tomorrow's the day and he wanted Sanji to be happy.

Zoro woke up earlier than he used to. He needed to start moving before the blonde woke up. He needed to get the first part of his plan done even before the sun lit up the sky. His first plan was to cook breakfast for the cook who was thinking that Zoro was an idiot for forgetting their anniversary, which he clearly didn't.

The green haired man quickly but gently got out of bed and prepare himself for the day then he went straight to the kitchen to cook. Almost a week ago, Zoro asked Sanji's old man to teach him a simple meal which he could cook without messing it up. To his embarrassment, he gave the old man a hard time in finding which recipe would do and would be edible enough for Sanji. As he stand in front of the counter, he stared at the ingredients and tried to remember every thing that the old man had taught him. He should not mess it up, not today.

He carefully set the pan on the stove and waited for a couple of seconds before putting the strips of bacon to make sure that everything he did was right. He sighed when he heard the sizzle of oil. He was doing it right. Right? Frying ain't that hard right?

I was almost six in the morning when Zoro finally finished frying bacon and eggs and he also made some French toast and a cup of hot coffee for the blonde. Carefully setting everything on a tray, he took a deep breath and walked towards their bedroom. He carefully turned the knob and noticed that his hands were shaking. Damn it! He was not nervous. Not at all. A little anxious maybe.

Entering the room, he put the tray on the top of the bedside table and kissed his husband awake.

"Hmm. Good morning." Sanji said without opening his eyes and letting Zoro kiss him.

"Hey, wake up. I've got something for you." Zoro murmured in the other man's ear, his hot breath waking every nerve in Sanji's lithe body.

"What is it?" He asked curiously as he opened his eyes, looking straight into Zoro's golden orbs.

Instead of answering Sanji's question, Zoro leaned in to kiss the other man. It was a soft and passionate exchange, not until Zoro bit the other man's lower lip. HARD. Gasping, Sanji's hand aggressively grabbed Zoro's neck and titled his head to deepened the kiss. Tongues met, enjoying the feel and taste of each other.

The kiss lasted for a couple more minutes until they were both desperately gasping for air and it took about a second or two before Zoro remembered his mission. Taking the blonde's hands and forcing him to sit up before whispering in the cook's ear, his voice, deep and smooth. "I remember shitty cook."

Sanji felt a swarm of butterflies invaded his insides. He did not really expect the other man to remember, not after Zoro's answer to his earlier question anyway."Yeah? That's a progress. I thought you're an idiot." He retorted before leaning in to peck a teasing kiss on the corner of Zoro's mouth.

TBC