I walked along the beach feeling rather alone. Questions filled my head that made me feel sick.
Lately I'd been watching the love cook flirt and I felt... depressed.
I didn't know why.
What was wrong with me?
Every time I saw random couples holding hands and kissing... the depression always came back.
Was I falling in... Love with the ero-cook?

"ZOLO! GET YOO ASS UP!" came Sanji's angered voice, followed by his angered footsteps stomping towards the green-haired swordsman that slept on the hammock.
Both arms rested behind his head, and one of his long, slender legs propped on top of the other as he snored.
Sanji stopped within feet from the swordsman, watching his snoring form sleep heavily and peacefully, the hammock and his short, green hair swaying in the oceanic breeze.
Sanji raised up his right leg and swung it hard towards Zolo, hitting his rib cage with a loud, hard thwack. But Zolo seemed unfazed by the hard blow, so Sanji did it again, this time, earning an annoyed grunt from the lazy man.
"What the hell do You want, frying-pan!"
"Get yoi ass off of that hammock and come eat breakfast... Baka..." Sanji rolled his eyes, jolting his cigarette box up that was in his hands, and pulled out a tube, instantly lighting it up.
Sanji took a long drag from his cigarette, and let out in a long sigh.
"What... did you call me, love-cook?" Zolo snarled, jumping off of his hammock and stood right behind Sanji's straight form, glaring at his back.
"You hoid me." he said calmly, inhaling another drag from his cigarette. "Breakfast." he said sternly, before he began to walk towards the kitchen, flicking the butt of the cigarette into the ocean.
Zolo growled in his place, watching the pale skinned, tall and slender, golden blond haired man walking casually and gracefully into the kitchen.
Zolo snorted and walked angrily into the kitchen, taking his usual spot in the white, lawn chair, propping his legs up on the stool Ussop had made for him a week ago.
Zolo sat between Chopper and Usopp, and started devouring his food.
His eyes swam over to Sanji again, who he was serving extra special dishes to Nami. Zolo scowled at how stupid Sanji was acting around the girl, and how he only gave the special dishes to the red-headed girl. If only he served some to- He abruptly stopped talking to himself, mentally slapping himself.
What is Wrong with me!
Zolo quickly ate his meal and left the room in a hurry, his swords clinging to the rhythm of his quick steps.
He needed to think.
Zolo walked to the far end of the ship, near the Merry's head, and leaned against the railing, one hand cupping his cheek to hold up his dropping head.
What is this feeling in my chest? What is this feeling in my stomach?
Zolo sighed, lost in his thoughts staring at the vast, glittery surface of the ocean water.
"Hey Marimo! Marimo! " Sanji bellowed, getting Zolo to snap out of his thoughts and to twirl in one quick movement to the direction of Sanji's voice.
Zolo stared at Sanji, noticing that his shirt was unbuttoned, showing his toned chest, and his blond hair glowed in the suns rays and swayed gently and gracefully in the breeze.
Zolo could feel a faint blush appearing on his face, but he quickly coughed it away.
"What do you want, cigarette but?" Zolo snarled, giving Sanji an evil glare.
"Ya left in a hurry... I just wanted to make sura that you were... ok." Sanji replied, looking away from Zolo when he said it.
"Hn " Zolo shrugged his shoulders and walked away, his heart pounding faster and faster by the second.
Does he... care for me?
-
Later that night, after dinner, Zolo decided to relax on top of the roof of the men's quarters, since it was a nice, warm, summer night.
He sprawled lazily on the roof, one arm behind his head, the other on his stomach, as his legs remained straight.
A shooting star shot through the sky, getting Zolo to stare in awe.
Zolo closed his eyes and took in a deep breath, releasing it as a burdened sigh.
...I wish... -To... know Sanji's true feelings towards me...
He sighed again, before dozing off on the roof.
~~Dream~~
Zolo grabbed Sanji's collar and slammed him into a wall of their room. Sanji closed his eyes and blushed when hot wet kisses were placed all over his neck and collarbone "Z-Zolo!"
Zolo was slipping a hand in Sanji's pants and boxers, ignoring him as he searched for something.
"ZOLO... aaaaah!" Zolo began to trace his sex 'v's, slowly moving further down.
Sanji fingers curled into Zolo's hair, slightly scratching, digging, scratching, at his scalp.
Sanji gave off a gasped moan when Zolo's hand reached his most sensitive muscle on his body, slowly stroking him with his calloused hands.
His tone of voice had changed from quiet desperate moans to nearly shouting cries.
Sanji arched his back so his head touched the wall and moaned.
His eyes were nearly closed from the pleasure, then they suddenly widened. Sanji shuddered violently and cried out his moan while his cum spilled all over Zolo's hand. Sanji weakly straightened his back while Zolo drew his fingers out. Zolo let Sanji's warm nectar run down to his fingertips, before he placed two fingers into his mouth and sucked the cum of his new lover's down his throat.
After his fingers were cleaned off, he smirked towards the blond, seeing his panting, blushed form.
Slowly he leaned his face towards Sanji's-

Zolo snapped up from his spot, sweat dripping off his face, his breath short and ragged.
What... The Hell... Was THAT!
Zolo groaned when he felt his unmistakable erection prodding his tight leather pants, creating a large tent.
How... How could I be...? Why...?
He hissed in thought, running to the private bathroom down the hall rather quickly, making sure no one saw him in this state.
Once Zolo entered the room, he quickly locked the door and turned the faucets on full blast, before he took a seat on the toilet and unzipped his pants, pulling both his pants and boxers down, letting his aching swelling free from its prison.
Zolo took a firm grip at the base of his manhood, and gave it a tight squeeze causing him to moan.
"Nnngh..."
He slid one hand down his body, along his scar, beneath his shirt, squeezing the base again. Zolo leaned his head back a bit as his eyes darkened.
He squeezed himself again and gave off a low grunt as he moved his hand up and down his shaft, pumping himself roughly.
He continued to pleasure himself until he was panting softly, his member getting slick with natural lubricant.
Out of no where, the images of Sanji, naked, riding his throbbing member, moaning out his name in sheer pleasure, popped into his mind.
Zolo let out a long, low moan, his member pulsing lightly. "Oh...god... S-Sanji..."
Then another image popped into his mind.
"... God!"
Zolo growled, digging his fingertips into the skin of Sanji's back, while arching his back and chest to rub against his chest. Zolo practically screamed out as he let himself finally release, his cum spurting out all over Sanji's chest, triggering Sanji's orgasm; his seed splattering all over Zolo's chest.
Zolo's entire body shook as he tried to hold back the pleasure that was wanting to engulf him, letting the random, sexy images of Sanji run into his mind.
By now, his hand was furiously rubbing up and down his hard shaft, tightly squeezing the base every few seconds with his other hand.
Zolo screamed out Sanji's name in a silent whisper, keeping his voice down to keep from drawing any attention.
He couldn't hold back anymore, he released heavily, his cum squirting all over the room, panting hard.
He weakly cleaned up the mess before taking a quick shower.
Again, while in the shower, he had another intense orgasm, Sanji splaying all over his mind during the whole experience.
Zolo wrapped his slender waist with a small towel that barely covered up his self-pleasured organ, while another one worked on drying his hair.
He picked up his clothes and threw the hair towel onto the floor, before walking out of the shower and out onto the deck, heading for the men's quarters.
He dressed quickly and headed back outside, to re-take his spot on the roof of the cabin to stare at the dark, clear, starry night sky.
Everyone seemed to be in bed, which caused a sigh of relief to leave Zolo's lips, before he pounced up on top of the roof, getting startled and greeted by the man of his sex dreams... Sanji.
Son. Of a. Bitch...! He's the last person I want to see right now... let alone spend some, Time with...
Zolo snarled, but reluctantly took a spot next to Sanji. And to his surprise, Sanji had a few bottles of Sake next to him... Only one half way gone.
Amateur...
Zolo scoffed to himself, taking a seat on the opposite side of Sanji and the bottles; a good twelve inches apart.
"Heia..." Sanji gruffed out, passing Zolo a bottle of Sake, before placing the opening of his bottle to his lips and downed a large gulp of the liquid into his mouth and his throat.
Zolo coughed out his uncomfortableness, before accepting the bottle, having their fingers graze one another.
Zolo watched from the corners of his eyes while Sanji downed another large gulp of Sake, his adams-apple moving up and down rhythmically.
Zolo averted his eyes from the site and popped the top of the bottle before bringing the opening to his mouth and took a long chug.
"Beautiful night, isn't it?" Sanji questioned drawlingly, his words slurred.
Easily drunk...
"Yeah... I guess..." he sighed, looking up at the moon, then back at Sanji.
His hair gleamed and glowed wonderfully in the light of the moon and stars.
He looks more... beautiful in the moonlight than the sunlight... its entrancing and alluring...
Zolo sighed, unknowingly scooting closer to Sanji, soon making the twelve inch gap into a five inch gap.
The stars reflected off of his creamy, pale skin, throwing off... a gorgeous glow.
"You know... The moonlight... they say it makes people do strange tings, that they usually wouldn't do without a push or a shove." slurred Sanji, locking his red, puffy eyes with Zolo's.
Before Zolo could say anything, Sanji leaned forward and pressed his lips against Zolo's, his tongue instantly running over his bottom lip, asking for entrance.
Zolo's eyes were wide in pure shock, but didn't recoil from his spot. Instead, he reached his hand forward to cup Sanji's soft cheek, and run his hand to the back of his neck where he buried his fingers in his soft blond locks and pulled him closer to his face, deepening the kiss while he opened up his mouth.
I know I shouldn't... But this might be the only chance I'll get... and I'm taking it...!
Zolo growled playfully when he felt Sanji's tongue prod against his own, trying to coax him to wrestle with him, which he joyfully accepted, moving his tongue against Sanji's in a heated battle.
Sanji's face tilted to the side while his body moved closer to Zolo's, soon taking a place in his lap while wrapping his slender arms around Zolo's thick neck, deepening the kiss even further.
Zolo's hands instinctively went to the cooks' waist, gently holding onto him while he pulled him closer to his body, making their bodies touch, earning a flavored moan to escape the cooks flavor blasted mouth.
Zolo could feel a growing bulge in the cooks' pants, which rubbed against his own, which made him shiver and moan into the kiss.
Sanji wrapped his legs around Zolo's slim, yet masculine waist, and moved his body up and down, rubbing his groin into Zolo's, getting them both to separate from the kiss to let out desperate moans to leave their lips.
Zolo, taking his only chance, started to unbutton Sanji's shirt, to expose his flawless, creamy skin and round, pink nipples.
Zolo kissed down the valley between his nipples, getting Sanji to grunt slightly, and arch into him, seemingly begging him for more.
His hand came up to where his lips had been, rubbing from the base of his throat down to to his breasts, then leaning forward to kiss him again, hungrily and passionately.
This earned Zolo another, deeper arch of Sanji's back, along with a loud gasp of pleasure from the surprised feeling of pleasure Zolo was giving him, making him respond into the kiss but making it as deep as possible.
Zolo smirked into the kiss and kissed back until he had to breathe, only to trail his lips down and gently suck at one of Sanji's nipples as his hands continued to roam his soft body.
Zolo continued on licking and nipping at the bud of flesh as one of his hands rubbed at Sanji's lower stomach.
This, caused Sanji to moan louder.
He savored the sound of Sanji's moan, continuing his sucking on him as his other free hand came down to rub at his groin through his pants.
He let out a loud gasped moan, both surprised and from getting slightly pleasured from the pressure he put on his growing manhood.
Zolo chuckled a bit, trailing hot kisses up his neck to his mouth where he kissed him lustfully, and adding a bit of pressure to his rubbing.
Sanji's neck arched against his kisses, along with a moan escaping from his lips when he kissed him.
While Zolo continued to rub tormentingly at Sanji's burning groin, Sanji decided to grind into his hand, along with sliding his hands under Zolo's shirt and began to take it off.
Out of nowhere, Sanji jumped up and pinned him onto the roof, his legs straddling his hips and his hands holding his wrists above his waist, a large smirk on his face.
It was clear that he was drunk out of his mind, but Zolo couldn't resist his urges anymore, he couldn't hide from the feelings he had of the love-cook.
He was in love. And he was taking his once in a life time opportunity with the cook, even if it was taking advantage of a drunken fool.
Sanji licked the shell of Zolo's ear down to the crook of his neck, then blowing on the wet trail, before he moved down his body, playing feverishly at his chest scar.
Zolo let out a low grunt at his touches and then bit his lips with a light blush on his cheeks; he wasn't prepared for how good that was going to feel.
Zolo's back and neck arched "Nnng.. S-Sanji..." he grunted out, letting him have his way.
Sanji began moving his lips down Zolo's body, while his fingers played with his nipples.
"Nnngh... h-hnnn.." he choked out as a blush crept over his cheeks as his back arched further even though his hands stayed where Sanji placed them.
"Those pants of yois are goin' to get in the way..." he purred roughly, demandingly, running his hands up and down Zolo's sides while he looked him in the eyes.
Zolo stared back into Sanji's lust filled eyes with a small smirk on his lips, even though he still blushed. In one swift movement, his pants were off and on the roof; his hands back where Sanji placed them
Sanji's eyes stared at him for a few moments, before he placed his legs on either side of his hips, and hands rubbing his sides, while he began to move down his body again; Lightly sucking on his scar.
"Nngh..." His back arched towards his mouth as he blushed even redder, despite his best efforts not to "S-Sanji..." he grunted out in pleasure.
Sanji continued to move further down, soon placing light kisses at his sex 'v's', just above his black boxers.
His hands began rubbing his hands up and down his hips.
Zolo's hips bucked at his touch "S-Sanji...stop..t-teasing me!" he groaned the words out with his head thrown back a deep blush staining his cheeks.
"Be patient..." He husked soothingly, trickling his fingers up to his hips to the edge of his boxers, blowing a soft stream of air on his belly button, tugging on the hem in question.
"Just do it!" Zolo yelled out an arm across his red face as he bit down hard on one of his fingers.
Sanji couldn't help but chuckle deeply towards his eagerness and impatience while he slowly pulled off his boxers, soon throwing them aside. Sanji nearly drooled when he saw his large, swelling erection.
Sanji slowly brought one hand to the base, as his face leaned forward. Soon, his warm lips lightly traced the head of Zolo's manhood, along with his hand having a firm grip on his member.
Zolo's hips bucked into his hand and lips, pumping himself slightly against his grip, starting to get lost in ecstasy "Nnngh...Sanji..." he moaned out as he back arched as far as it would go, his head thrown back and his hands grabbing at the wooden roof.
Sanji began to move his hand slowly up and down, while he lightly began to lick with his expert like tongue along his long shaft and head, before sucking only on the tip, smearing his pre-cum and his saliva across the tip.
Zolo's hips continued to buck erratically as he choked out Sanji's name again.
Zolo was close, and he new it.
Sanji began to ease his length inside of his mouth, soon deep-throating him while his hand continued to move up and down at a faster rate.
Zolo's entire body shook as he tried to hold back the pleasure wanting to engulf him "Gah! Sanji!" he practically screamed it out; seconds away from releasing hard.
He continued what he was doing, knowing that he was close by the feel of his pulsing member.
"Sanji!" Zolo screamed out, praying to god that no one heard them, and he couldn't hold back anymore, releasing heavily into his mouth, panting hard.
Zolo swallowed back the lust in his body, propping himself up a bit and cupped Sanji's cheek so he could look him in the eye "I...love you..." he huffed out.
Zolo was still breathing heavily when his body calmed down. He looked over at Sanji with a soft smile on his face.
Sanji lent up and lightly kissed Zolo's lips, as if he was afraid.
Just by how Sanji kissed him, he knew, in his heart, Sanji loved him... even if it was only in his drunken state would he show it... He loved him.
Soon, Sanji's lips left Zolo's and began to work down his neck, then to his scar, his tongue running up and down his smoother skin of his scar.
Zolo at first chuckled but then it turned into a strangled sort of panting as he leaned his head back and closed his eyes, heightening the sensation of your lips and tongue, silently groaning out Sanji's name.
Sanji noticed Zolo's reaction to this, and soon began to lightly nip at his sensitive skin of his scar. Which caused Zolo to clench his fists tightly.
Sanji continued to trail down Zolo's body, until he stopped right at he re-swelling erection, moving back up Zolo's body, getting Zolo to choke out a low grunt of irritation.
Zolo shuddered under his touch, leaning his head back as his arms came up to wrap around his slender waist, groaning his name in pure bliss.
Zolo gave Sanji a long star in the eyes, with soft, lingering pecks on his lips, before flipping Sanji so that he was above him with his hands splayed on either side of his head.
"It's your turn to get tormented... love." he choked out softly, going to return the favor Sanji gave him.
The name... felt weird to say, yet right... It tingled against my lips when I said it too.
Not surprisingly enough, after Sanji got pleasured by his new 'lover', he passed out.
Drunken fool... My drunken fool...

Chap. 1- A Drunken Sanji- Zolo's Chance *Lemon*