NOTE: Re-written

The Straw Hats were scared. Scared of Chopper that is. Since they had approached the flu season, Chopper had become exceedingly paranoid, and just one little sneeze could lead to him start checking your forehead, blood pressure, throat, sinuses, poke you with needles... anything that came to mind. Normally they wouldn't be that worried, but Luffy had been messing in the kitchen...

/Flashback\

"Ahahaha!" laughed Luffy in excitement. All the floors and the ship had been washed that morning, and were horribly fun to slide on; especially on a cloth sack. Unfortunately, this sack was one that was chock-full of black pepper.

Luffy had deemed the kitchen the best place for sliding. The galley door swung open, and the rubber captain faced a very, very angry cook.

"What the hell are you doing?" he hissed dangerously. Luffy cringed, jumped to his feet and, grabbing the bag of pepper like it was his life support, ran out the door.

"Oi, oi, come back with that!" Sanji bellowed after him. At this point Luffy was in the air by the mast, thinking of throwing it back, but then, because of his fixed grip...it popped.

/End Flashback\

There was pepper in the air, and every crew member was trying as hard as they could to keep out this "deadly mineral."

"Chopper, stop running around like that; you'll give yourself a heart attack." said Nami from her chair. Chopper had indeed been running around the ship, inspecting each crew members as he passed, but at Nami's words, he stopped in his tracks with a look of horror on his face.

"Really?!?!?"

"Yes, now calm down." Chopper squealed in panic and started to give himself CPR. His useless actions were stopped though, by the sound he'd been looking for.

A crew member sneezed.

He looked around frantically and saw Zoro rubbing his nose. They made eye contact and Zoro's eyes widened.

"Shit."

And then the chase broke out, with Zoro running as fast as he could with Chopper hot on his heels.

"Holy hell, Chopper! I'm not sick! It's the stupid pepper!" he yelled behind him, "Just. The. Pepper!"

"Then prove it! Let me check you!"

"Hell no!" Just before he passed the mast on their 2 round, Chopper tackled him with sprint point. There was a scuffle, but it ended with Zoro trapped under Chopper's Heavy Point. He struggled to no avail.

"Stop moving Zoro!" said Chopper, aggravated that he couldn't check Zoro's blood pressure.

"No, dammit." Chopper sighed and held his finger on a point on his neck until Zoro went limp.

"Damn..." he mumbled.

Chopper went on with his job and check down different things on his checklist:

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Heart rate: fast

Blood pressure: Normal

Sinuses: Fine

Throat: Fine

Forehead: Hot

Nose: Somewhat clear

Back: No rash

Front: No rash

Eyes: Normal reaction

Reflexes: Inhuman

Ears: Clean

Hair: Intact Note to self: Possibly find out source of Green hair(Real or Dyed?)

Bleeding or Bruising: No

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And his list went on, but mostly everything fine.

"Well, Zoro. You've got a fever, and a fast heart rate."

"Yeah, 'cause I was running for my life. I got sweaty."

"True, but that wouldn't affect your temperature. I'm gonna try you with a thermometer." And he shoved the little glass stick into Zoro's mouth. He grumbled, unable to move.

The door to the kitchen burst open.

"Dinner is ready for Nami-Swaaaaan! and you shit heads. Get you asses in here." Sanji yelled from his clean galley, and he walked back in, his strut back in his step.

"Don't take that out of your mouth, Zoro." Chopper commanded.

"I couldn't even if I wanted to." he snapped.

"Oh, right." He activated Heavy Point again and picked him up. "It should wear off soon." And he walked into the kitchen with Zoro slung over uncomfortably over his shoulder.

Sanji glanced at him with one eye.

"Oi, what's wrong with you, shit-head?" he asked, not actually caring about the answer.

"Blame Chopper. He cheated by using a pressure point and now I can't really move and he's stuck with this mad idea that I'm sick." Chopper scowled yanked the thermometer out of Zoro's mouth.

"Well, now we can see if you're right or not." He shot back. Looking down at the thermometer, he froze.

"What?" Everyone asked, trying to get a look at the thermometer.

"104.3" he replied quietly, still in shock

"That's not right." urged Zoro.

Chopper looked at him, worried.

"Say that again, Zoro." Zoro looked perplexed, but obliged.

"Thacht's...not..righ..."His words were slurred and his eye's were slightly unfocused. Everyone exchanged worried looks.

"Zoro you are not okay." said Chopper, scared at not knowing what was happening to his nakama,"But this is no flu."

Zoro started to shake,and then he leaned over and vomited. Nami screamed/squealed and everyone stood up, alarmed. Zoro's vomit was mixed with blood, and soon the only thing coming out of his mouth was that red liquid. He gave one last horrible, hacking cough and leaned against the wall that was next to where he was sitting. Chopper rushed over to Zoro who was panting slightly.

"Zoro, Zoro, are you with me?" he asked frantically. There was no response. Zoro's eyes rolled into the back of his head, eyelids closing and he went limp.

"Zoro!"