Alternative Universe

Pairings: ZoLu, LuZo, and SanNam, NamSan whatever you like to call it…

Rating: T for language might go up to M…

Disclaimer: I own nothing, except my computer and my manga volumes. One Piece and its characters belong to Eiichiro Oda-sensei.

A/N: My first One Piece fic! Yay! Actually this my first fic ever… so people please be kind and leave a review, let me know what you think about this! This chap is all about Zoro, okay. Luffy will shine in the next one and after that it's getting to ZoLu part so… Read and Review!

Crashing together

By: Iina-chan

Chapter 1: Keep your eyes on the road

"Where the hell are you driving?!" an annoyed bark was heard from the right of a green haired man as he tried to find his way to the center of the city.

Frowning irritably, the driver hissed in return, "I'm driving so shut up!" Muttering curses as he steered the wheel randomly, hoping that this direction would be the right one.

The blonde lit a cigarette and inhaled the smoke slowly before blowing it out, eyes narrowing angrily, "What was that, Marimo-head?"

A loud groan was heard from the back seat, "Zoro, why won't you just listen to my directions? We would have been at the center 'bout half an hour ago!"

Zoro's eye twitched as he glared at the ginger haired woman in the back seat, through the rear view mirror, muttering curses a little more under his breath. "You should be glad that I decided to give you a lift there in the first place! And Sanji don't smoke in my car!"

The ginger headed woman smirked and chuckled evilly, "I don't think you really had a choice there. Maybe I'll listen to your complaints after you've paid your debt, ne?"

Completely ignoring Zoro's order not to smoke, the blonde turned around and cooed at her "Oh, Nami-swan's so wonderful when she's reminding of debts."

"Thank you, Sanji-kun" was the simple reply.

'Fuck it all...' Zoro heaved another sigh and glared at the road again; why in the world did he ever move in with these two bloodsucking creatures? 'Maybe because you got yourself kicked out from your previous apartment because of your santoryu training, and maybe because you weren't so fond of living on the streets? …Hmm... That thought was starting to sound pretty good...'

He took a left turn, wondering where the hell they were, but not speaking his thoughts aloud. No way in hell he'd admit that he had no idea where they were... or where they were heading.

Zoro had known Sanji and Nami for a long time now, 7 years exactly and didn't really mind about having them around...much...maybe a bit… Okay they were driving him mad at the best of times but still, deep down he recalled that they were his friends.

He had used to live out of town when he was a kid, sharing the roof with his best friend Kuina in her fathers' dojo. They were both training to be the best swordsman/woman in the world and always competing (if you can count it as a competition since Kuina always beat him up). Zoro had actually used only two katanas at the time, but after Kuina died he had taken her katana and vowed to become the best. Ever since her death he had trained to use three katanas, mastering the art of Santoryu.

He'd been 12 when he moved out of the dojo and to the city to go to high school. That's where he had met Sanji and Nami.

At the first school day he'd crashed with the blonde and then both of them had broken into a fight, which Nami had stopped and lead them to auditorium (Sanji noodling after her). It turned out that they shared the same classes and somehow they had started to move around together.

It soon became sort of a routine for Sanji and Zoro to fight at every chance they got, Nami to make Zoro owe her for the weirdest things and for Sanji to turn into a noodle whenever his beloved Nami-swan was near. But still even all bickering included, they got along pretty well.

Sanji had once cooked him a birthday cake, even if he was forced to by Nami. And it was Sanji who had found the new dojo for Zoro to train in, which had turned out to be the only safe place to practice with his three swords.

Zoro still used to practice in his home with them, but unfortunately he had cut a wall down, after losing his concentration due to a noodling blonde chef. At first he had managed to hide the fact there was a huge slash in a wall by hanging a cloth on top of it. But when the manger had come to visit him, the tapes had betrayed him and the cloth had fallen to the floor revealing the slash.

To say that the manager was pissed would be an understatement. He was practically breathing fire as he screamed at Zoro. The wall was the main reason why his apartment manager kicked him out. The asshole.

Of course there had been times when he wished he could have kept his mouth shut around his two 'friends'. Like the time he had told them he was in fact gay. Cheese-head would never let him forget that fact and neither would the money-loving ginger head.

He remembered the one time they'd been sitting in Baratie (the restaurant Sanji's father, Zeff, owned) and there had been this pretty good-looking guy working there. Not that Zoro was interested in him, it was a plain fact he had just voiced out. Well, hadn't Nami thought that they would make a cute couple and went to talk the guy up 'for Zoro'. Poor man had quit after he heard Nami's story about how; Zoro hang around the restaurant just to see him, and how he was just afraid to admit his undying love for him. Nami heard later from Sanji that the guy had quit because of 'some stalker'.

Zoro had snapped at Nami calling her a stupid bitch. Nami had added 100 dollars for his debt. Thinking it back, the seven years hadn't been too bad to his recall. If he chose to ignore that 99 percent of the time the two of them annoyed him near to death… they weren't so bad.

He frowned again as they passed the same traffic lights for the third time, was it just him or had they been here already? Must be just him, at least the other two hadn't said anything. He glanced at them before frowning more deeply, Nami and Sanji looked pretty frustrated. 'Well fuck it, don't want a ride to town then don't ask it!' he thought grumpily…

"Oi, you gay-Marimo, will you stop doing these circles?!" Zoro snapped his head to glare at Sanji who looked seriously pissed.

"I know exactly where we are!" he hissed again and looked around. Nope, he had NO idea where they were.

"Why won't you admit you don't know where we are, and let me help you" Nami sighed from the backseat, looking tired from all this stress.

"Yeah, you should listen to Nami-san!" blonde hissed back at Zoro who growled smacking his fist to steering wheel "Fine! Let's hear you telling where to go!" he yelled glaring at Nami.

"Don't speak to Nami-san like that!" Sanji yelled and turned to face Zoro, fired up about the fact that Marimo had nerves to speak to his loved one like that.

"Oh, and what are you going to do about it, crap-cook!?" Swordsman yelled right back at him.

"You want to fight, shitty-swordsman?!"

"Cheese-head!"

"Moss-brain!"

"Darts-eyebrow!"

Both men were completely caught in their yelling mach, ignoring the traffic lights that had turned to red. Nami rubbed her temples and frowned. 'I am going to have a killer headache at this rate…' Growling she got ready to punch both of the arguing men to cut out off this pointless match. "Will you two stop-! " Her yell was cut short as she gasped in horror.

"Zoro! Hit the brakes!"

Zoro looked back to the road and paled noticing the red light and a raven haired kid walking over the road...straight across the car's route.

"SHIT!" Hitting the brakes he hoped the car would stop in time. To his misfortune, the car kept going on for too long. Far too long.

There was a short cry, and then a couple of thumping sounds as the kid rolled over the car and finally a solid thud when he collided with the ground. The car was dead silent. All three of them slowly turned around and looked back at the black haired boy, maybe 17 or younger, who lay lifeless on the ground. Similar horrified thoughts passed all their minds.

Oh. Dear. God. What had they done?

A/N: Err… That was quite short... and yep I drove over Luffy. But still, what did you like? Good? Bad? Leave a review! Oh and please don't flame this! (I have the marshmallows ready here in case you do it…)