Mihawk/Zoro: Cowboys

"Ole."

It was the classic setup. Two men, sizing each other up. The duel would soon begin. Fierce, yellow eyes pierced into his own. Dust swirled about them, and Mihawk tilted his hat to the sky, still leering with the burning gaze of a hawk.

Zoro stared back.

"...Cowboys don't say 'Ole', asshole!!"

Zoro/Sanji: Air Guitar

Zoro would have expected almost anyone else. Usopp, most likely. Chopper? Not likely but there was still the possibility. Nami? She was definitely evil enough for the role, and Robin was pretty sneaky to be able to like that kind of stuff in private. He didn't know Franky all that well and he knew for sure Luffy would do it.

But when he walked into the galley to find the cook wearing those ripped pants and air guitaring to with his hips thrust out, he walked into the wall trying to get out.

Usopp Sanji: Snails

"Escargot." Sanji said elegantly, a sweeping bow to his lovely ladies. "A refined delicacy from a foreign sea." the cook turned away with hearts in his eyes and remained in that mood until he saw a certain sniper with a pinched, constrained look on his face.

"What?" he snapped.

"You know. Sanji." Usopp was staring at him. He blinked.

"There's this animal." His right eye. No, no. His left. Something above his left eye--

"It's called a snail."

Usopp reached over and tugged at his eyebrow.

Chopper bitched at Sanji for the next five days as Usopp was treated.

Sanji/Zoro: Gloves

It was a rare occasion they got along. When they just calmed down a smidge to do things friends... nakama usually did for each other.

"Get that pan for me, Zoro."

"Hn."

"...ACKDKLJJGKFJKLDS!!'

"Wha--shithead! That's why you wear gloves before handling hot pans!"

"Shut up!"

"Kono bakayaro!"

"Shit cook!"

"Asshole!"

"Bitch!"

Today was not one of those days.

Lucci/Paulie: Coffee, and how the moment is ruined.

It was odd, how calm he looked when he went to get the coffee at Blueno's bar in the morning. The tense lines in his face were softened, eyes as well. Everything in his movement was fluid, smooth, almost unreal. Even the bird looked content. Even then, there was something untouchable, but alluring about him.

Paulie was jerked back to reality, to fluid, deadly movement and sharp, jagged fangs. All too real and all too painful as Lucci sneered. Those days where maybe he'd be able to coax a small smile out of him, where he grinned that slow grin, like it didn't belong on his face but looked oh so perfect there.

A lie.

And so was the Lucci he had known.

Luffy/Zoro: Angst Misinterpretated

"What the FUCK did you give me a big huge hug for, Luffy!?"

"You looked saaaad, Zoro! And you weren't movingggg"

"I WAS MEDITATING YOU BIG RUBBER IDIOT!"

Zoro/Sanji: Still Life

Sanji conluded that flowers were almost always included in still life. Plants. Whatever. Almost always, unless there was a bowl of fruit involved. Plants never moved unless swayed by the wind.

Zoro never was one to follow the rules.