A/N : Sanji's name will remain the same. Hope you enjoy this new story, and please review. Also I just want to say for the record I have nothing against yaoi, but since I write so much of it, I wanted to do something different this time around. Also this will be following the anime, but I might change some things so be prepared for that. AND BE READY FOR SOME ZORO X SANJI

I glanced at my reflection in the mirror after refreshing my red lipstick and smirked, damn did I look good. It has been at least two years since I'd been transformed into a female and I have all but gotten used to it; in fact you could say I now appreciate good gentlemen.

"Come on Sanji, hurry up!" an annoyingly familiar voice startled me.

I managed to give my now shoulder-length hair a quick brush and sauntered my way outside, onto the familiar grassy Sabaody. It was going to be an interesting day, that's for sure.

"Thanks for everything, you guys!" I called back where my friendly Okamas stood on the edge of the ship, waving to me. Had I still had my testosterone and manly attributes I would no way in hell be thanking them, but being a female has automatically made me more appreciative and kind; at least in some ways. They replied with a multitude of yells and laughs, and so I put one heel in front of the other and made my way to Dock 40, where the Sunny would be waiting. As I walked through the bubbly city, my attention wavered over to the many hunky males that roamed the area. This place certainly has gotten more rugged since we were last here, or perhaps I'm just imagining it.

"Ahhh…" a man's voice cried out from to my right. My attention was brought to an elderly man who was peering into the dark blue sea with fear in his eyes. I glanced behind him and noticed a large fish stall, which reminded me I needed to buy food for our trip.

"Excuse me sir, are you alright?" I asked, making my way over to the shaking figure.

He only shook his head, "He's surely dead…that guy with the swords…"

At that, my ears perked up immediately. "Guy with the swords?" I asked. "Did he have green hair too?"

The man nodded, "and one eye, do you know him?"

My head tilted, one eye? Pushing those thoughts out of my head I rummaged through my bag to pull out a wanted poster, "is this him?"

"Yes!" he replied, "that's him."

I sighed, of course Zoro would get himself into trouble when we are trying to set sail. "What happened to him?"

"He said he was bored and wanted to go fishing, so I told him to go wait in my boat. When I finished getting my fishing supplies and went to join him, he wasn't on my boat but on the pirate ship across from mine," the fisherman spoke. "He's probably on his way to Fishman Island by now!"

I face palmed - that absolute moron. I guess you can't really expect idiots to change very much, even in two years. "Oh well, he'll be fine - could you sell me some fresh fish?" I asked, taking a look at the absolutely delicious fish he had on display.

The fisherman seemed reluctant at first, but he soon walked over to his stall and began telling me about the many fish he was selling. I picked out quite a few of the most tasty-looking ones, and he gave me some Bon Bags to hold them in.

"Over there! Something's coming out of the water-"

Both of us turned around to see something large make it's way out of the deep water until it was bobbing around on the surface. It seemed like it was the remains of a ship, and I had an idea of who was behind this.

I seemed to be right in my assumptions, as a tuff of green hair brought my attention towards the top of the mast.

"I got on…" the green swordsman coughed out a bit of water before he continued, "the wrong ship."

As Zoro made his way off the ship and onto the grassy land, his eyes landed on me and he took one hell of a double take. This was going to be fun.

"What the hell?" his voice was rough and he looked me up and down once before speaking again. "Is that you, shitty cook?"

"Yeah, come with me to the ship I'll explain everything when we get there," I replied, trying to ignore the obvious insult he threw at me. We started walking, and as he trailed behind me I noticed he wouldn't stop staring. "Yes, Marimo, I am now a female. Would you quit staring at me?" I hissed, feeling annoyed at the shitty swordsman.

"Prove it," he spoke from behind me.

"Wha-" I wasn't able to finish my sentence as I had to pull my right leg up to block an incoming sword attack. My anger seeped through, who does he think he is attacking me after two whole years? Zoro backed up after a moment of struggle.

"Ah, so it really is you. Weird," he replied. I chose not to reply to the immature man as I tried to figure out the correct way back to the ship.


We reached the ship, Zoro hadn't spoken since our clash which I was glad for since I didn't have to put up with his shit.

"Guys! Zoro and Sanji are here-"

Shitty swordsman and I walked up onto deck and I noticed we were the last two to arrive.

"Sanji?! Is that you?" Luffy's excited voice only grew when he saw my new figure. "YOU TURNED INTO A WOMAN? HOW COOL!" he yelled, making me block my ears.

"Sanji, what on earth happened to you?" This time it was Nami who spoke. I turned to look at her, my heart crashing when I realized I no longer found her attractive.

Trying to push my bad feelings away, I tried my best to explain to the crew what had occurred over the past two years. "I was blown away to the Okama land, and I pissed off this Okama guy and so he used his Hormone-Hormone fruit to permanently turn me into a woman," I stated.

"Permanently?" Chopper questioned, and I could only assume his medical brain was running wild. "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I've tried everything in the past two years, but I am stuck like this. And to be honest I'm enjoying it now," I replied with a smirk.

We eventually set sail, and surprisingly I was only bombarded by questions for an hour at most.

"Lunch is ready you idiots!" I yelled from the kitchen.

Soon enough the kitchen was filled with hungry pirates, and only one was missing.

"Where's the idiot?" I asked, referring to Zoro.

Luffy jabbed his finger and pointed out the window to the Crows Nest, "up there training."

I scoffed, it's not like I cared if he didn't come down, but then again as a cook, I could not let anyone go hungry; not even complete assholes. With these thoughts, I left to go and fetch him. I climbed up the ladder and pushed open the hatch to allow myself up into the small room. My attention was immediately drawn to Zoro, who was shirtless and lifting weights that had to have been hundreds of kilos heavier than himself. I opened my mouth to speak, but instead, my eyes roamed down his body and took into account all his tensed muscles. Droplets of sweat dripped down his chest and ran down the prominent scar situated over his glistening skin.

"Do you need something, shitty cook?" Zoro's husky voice asked.

My throat constricted but I still managed to speak up, "lunch is ready," I said softly. After our short conversation, I raced down the ladder and leaned against the wall, breathing heavily. There is no way… I did not just find the Shitty Swordsman attractive. Fuck no.