Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece at all
"Baka," Zoro mumbled under his breath, gripping the hilt of Kuina's old sword: Wado Ichimonji. "Baka." He growled again. He ran his other hand through his green hair and sighed. Lost again. How does Ussop always know where to go? He thought to himself grudgingly. He heaved another heavy sigh and looked at his surroundings.
"All these trees look the same to me..." he mumbled exasperatedly. With yet another sigh, Zoro trudged through the forest, hopelessly lost once again. His swords clicked as he walked slowly through the peaceful forest. I'm tired…maybe I could take just a little nap… he stopped for a moment, tempted by the thought, but then moved on, ultimately deciding it probably wasn't the best idea.
"I wonder where Luffy and the others are…" he said aloud looking up at the tall trees' under-branches in boredom. Maybe I don't belong with them. Zoro was startled with the thought and stopped again. Maybe I should look for Hawkeye by myself, maybe following Luffy isn't really what I'm supposed to do… he looked down at the forest floor, his mind flooding with these thoughts; they swirled in his mind.
Zoro turned around slowly. "Who's there?" he asked coolly, glaring in the direction of the sound with his hand on Wado Ichimonji.
"Ah, there you are Swordsman-san!" Robin said brightly, smiling slightly at him.
"The others are this way."
Zoro closed his eyes again and let go of the katana. His face broke out in a wide smile. I trust Luffy. I will let him lead me to my destiny. Everyone on Merry needs me.
"Thanks." He muttered gruffly as he walked past Robin, his smile disappearing as he did so. Robin's smile got wider and she took the lead.
Everybody needs me except that damn cook…