Hey guys!

Just a bit of filler for ZoSan fans while I get the next chapters of my Gravi fics written and up :) Not much plot to these, just little scenes that you can squeal or nosebleed at ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece (for obvious reasons).

Sanji sighed, utterly refreshed from the picturesque scene which he was sat in. He was seated underneath one of the many cherry blossom trees in the area. The Sunny had made a stop at an unfamiliar island. It was quiet and peaceful, and had the most beautiful scenery. People walked around in old fashioned kimonos, rather than modern day clothing.

While most the crew found this remote island charming, Luffy was bored and had wandered off in search of an adventure, with Usopp and Chopper in tow, leaving the rest of the crew to buy supplies and just relax and do what they want. Sanji had made short work of the food stock up, so he had allowed himself to indulge in the culture a little. He was wearing a deep blue kimono which had a light floral pattern faintly embroidered on it. Although it felt quite feminine, the rest of the crew were borrowing kimonos aswell so he didn't mind. In fact, he quite enjoyed seeing Nami and Robin in their cultural attire, They looked like geisha dolls, all elegant and pretty. But there was one person who made his mouth water even more...

As the gentle spring breeze blew by and rustled his hair, Sanji smiled as gorgeous pink petals danced in the air. As thew were carried by the wind, his eyes followed them. However, they were broken out of their trance by a figure which had emerged onto the scene. Zoro stood in front of Sanji, his eyes looking over his lover's body. Sanji looked beautiful in kimono. The gentle style of the clothing complimented his features immensly. Sanji himself was still smitten by Zoro's appearence. He was dressed in a very masculine dark brown kimono which showed off a large portion of his muscular, well toned chest. With his sheathed katana tucked away behind him, Zoro looked like a samurai warrior.

"Oi Marimo, you're ruining the view." Sanji spat teasingly, both of them knowing that was a lie. Zoro tutted, a small smirk on his face

"Sorry shitty cook, but by the look on your face I'd say I look pretty good." he retorted, making Sanji's face turn a slight red. Sanji had been gawking at him the way he would usually gawk at Nami.

"I was just spacing out!" Sanji snapped defensively, refusing to admit to Zoro that he found him attractive. Zoro chuckled as he sat down next to him. Sanji frowned as Zoro held a small smile."What are you smiling at you damn marimo?" Zoro pulled Sanji closer to him, looking deeply into those gorgeous sapphire eyes, with that same smile still on his face. He chuckled again as he cupped Sanji's face with his hands.

"Nothing, it's just you're cute when you're angry." he answered before pressing his lips softly onto Sanji's already moist ones. Sanji put up a tiny, pathetic protest before accepting the kiss. His hands moved to either side of Zoro's face, just wanting the kiss to stay how it was, rather than deepen. Eventually, the sweet sensation ended as Zoro broke off the kiss as gently as it had started. Sanji opened his eyes to find a similar small smile was now spread across Zoro's lips. It was that annoying "haha I won" smile which Sanji hated. Rather than retaliate against it like he usually did, Sanji decided to let it slip and just ignore it and resumed admiring the scenery.

The flowers continued to bloom, dropping rosy petals into the air. It really was like a picture on a postcard. Sanji and Zoro sat in silence as they watched, enjoying the blissful peacefulness, knowing they could relax without being disrupted by their captain. As Sanji began to drift off, he was suddenly reawakened by something touching his wrist. He felt a hand feeling down his arm before sliding in between his fingers and claiming his own hand. Although Zoro's hands were rough and dry from handling his katana, Sanji quite liked the feel of them. Zoro continued to gaze at the trees, as if he hadn't made any contact with Sanji at all. He loved Sanji's hands, they were so smooth, soft and dainty. After all, they were well taken care of.

"It's been a while since we've held hands like this."

Sanji could feel the heat rising to his cheeks. Slowly, almost cautiously, he edged a little closer to Zoro. He hated the way Zoro eyed him, as if he was some predator invading his territory. Sanji couldn't look back at him, instead he hid his face. He didn't want Zoro to see how much he was blushing, how his mouth was watering. He swallowed his pride as he pushed his head against Zoro's shoulder. Zoro shuffled slightly, knowing what this action meant. It meant Sanji wanted to snuggle closely into him, but had too big of an ego to say it. Sanji rested his head on Zoro's shoulder, leaning ever so slightly into his chest. He felt a surge of warmth rise within him as he nuzzled gently into the crook of Zoro's neck. Zoro inhaled deeply through his nose, taking in Sanji's smoky scent. As much as he disapproved of Sanji's smoking habit, he secretly loved the smell of his cigarettes mixed in with his sweet scent. He pressed a small kiss on the top of Sanji's head. He loosened his hand, ready to lift it up so he could weave his fingers through Sanji's soft silky hair. However, as soon as his grip loosened, Sanji's tightened.

"Don't..." Sanji started. The whole world seemed to stop as this had been the first word either of them had said for a while."...don't...don't let go." Sanji said softly, his embarassment evident in his had his face buried in the side of Zoro's neck, his breath giving Zoro goosebumps. Zoro tightened his hand once more.

"Sanji, look at me." he ordered. Sanji obeyed, knowing what was coming next. Zoro waited a moment and memorised Sanji's face. He looked like some uke from a doujinshi, his blue eyes sparking brigthly. He leaned in and kissed his pouting lips. This time it was much more passionate. He tilted Sanji's head back so he could have better acess to his mouth. As he felt Zoro's tongue request entrance, Sanji didn't' even bother putting up a fight and allowed him in. He moaned as Zoro went deeper into the kiss. He felt himself being pushed further and further down until he was on his back, resting against the trunk of the tree whilst Zoro continued to explore his mouth. Eventually, their lips broke as their needed for oxygen could no longer be ignored. They gazed into each others eyes, like it was some form of communication. They both seemed to have the same idea. Zoro pecked Sanjis lips before sliding his hands into his lover's kimono. However, they both immediately froze when they heard a familiar voice calling out.

"Sanji, Zoro! Are you here?" Nami's voice asked out into woods. Upon hearing her voice, Sanji almost instantly replied.

"Yes Nami-swaaan!" he cried out. Zoro growled angrily.

"You idiot you should've kept quiet!" he snapped, smacking Sanji on the head.

"Ow! You wanna fight marimo?" Sanji prepared to kick his partner but was again stopped by Nami's voice.

"Cut it out you two! Luffy's desecrated some sacred area so we have to leave." she informed them.

"We'll back right away Nami-swan!" Sanji shouted back, inspired by her very uninspiring words."Oi marimo, off." Sanji had Zoro's weight still on top of him. However, Zoro's face had changed. It wasn't happy or angry, it looked almost shy.

"Can I...can I still hold on?" Zoro asked bashfully, referring to Sanji's hand which was still clasped within his own. Sanji's cheeks blushed furiously.

"Um...yeah...I guess so..." he slowly replied. Zoro stood up and pulled Sanji up with him.

"Shitty cook, making me say stupid things."

"Dumbass marimo, asking stupid things."

Hand in hand, they walked in sweet silence back to the Sunny.

Kyun! ^_^

I think it's nice to bring out the softer side of ZoSan once in a while :)

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