Sanji was almost finished at the bar that day, and was about to close it, when he saw something on the steps. It looked like some clothes but he had to look better. He started thinking which idiot can forget its clothes on the steps when it was so cold, and at the same moment the weird object moved.
He stopped for a while and stared with wide opened eyes. Then he closed the bar, and moved quickly down the steps. 'What the hell?' Sanji couldn't believe his eyes. 'But what is he doing here? He went out some hours ago? I saw him go out? That stupid green haired man.' He poked the young man, but didn't get any respond. He was actually the guy that Sanji has stared at the last few days. And the other colleagues have been watching him, and asking him some incomprehensible questions that he never understood. But the few times he understood what they meant he blushed and didn't know how to answer. None of his colleagues and friends knew that he was bisexual. And he wouldn't even tell them because he weren't so satisfied with that himself.
He carried the man and took him to the car. 'What shall I do with this man now? I don't even know where he lives. Oh, luckily I know that his name is Zoro.'
He didn't have any other choice but taking him home. And he did it.
Sanji didn't like to invite people that he didn't know at his place, but he was kind of curious this time. Actually he has always been waiting for the right moment to talk to him, but he thinks that it hasn't come yet.
He got in the car and speeded up. He wanted to be home as fast as possible. 'How am I getting this heavy body up to my apartment? Oh my God, that's gonna be a kind of a challenge.'
Finally he got home, with the one he has fantasized about several nights. He placed him on the typical empty place beside his, and changed his clothes. He chose just to wear his boxer shorts, and lay down beside the sleeping angel. Their bodies touch each other and Sanji got goose flesh. Zoro was so cold, that he had to warm him. His hand couldn't lie silent. It placed itself on Zoro's chest every time he remembered to take it away. Then he stared at the deeply soft lips and was about to slobber. They were so indescribable. Sanji took the chance and moved silence over Zoro. He was so tempted and turned on of just looking on the sleepy guy.
Suddenly began kissing Zoro. Soft and gently.
He wouldn't wake the green haired guy; he would just enjoy what he was doing. But not everything we want gets fulfill. And that moment, even though Zoro was a little bit drunk, he woke up, and looked straight in to Sanji's eyes with wonder. He didn't know what was going on, and he couldn't even figure it out. 'Is this the bartender from Baratie? And he's kissing me? Oh Hell no! No more boys!'
*~*Zoro-POV*~*
I didn't know how long we just looked into each other, but it felt like very long time. His eyes were sexy, and I could see a little bit fear in his eyes. Maybe he thought that I would get angry and get him off of me. But I didn't. And even I didn't know why I just let him continue. I've been raped and kissed so many times of boys before, but that time felt different. I kind of liked it.
Then I closed my eyes. And a while after, I skilled my lips and squeezed my tongue through them and met Sanji's tongue. I suddenly behaved without thinking first. Or it felt like that. How could I just kiss this blonde back, without knowing who he was, and why he was laying over me? But of some reason I wouldn't do all that shit. I would just kiss him back, and even tongue kiss with this man. But there was something special about him that I just couldn't hold myself back.
