This is a collection of follow-up pieces to my epically long fic "Zoro Learns Some Manners", which is on Adult Fan Fiction cause it's WAY too naughty ;D If you want to read it just visit AFF or come see me on Live Journal – synvamp

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Title: Since Then - Part I
Pairing: ZoSan
Word Count: 303
Rating: PG for language
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece, or the characters in this story.
Warning: this is pretty cracktastic…

Popkin16 suggested that I might do a follow up piece to my story "Zoro Learns Some Manners". I loved the idea and I keep getting mugged by plot bunnies - they all seem to be for short pieces though. Go figure! Here is the first of my musings on where Zoro and Sanji might be a few years down the track. I have a really vague memory of a similar ZoSan fic, but I don't know if I dreamt it! If you know the story, let me know what it is so I can credit it XD

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"Umm… what the hell are you doing?" Those perfect fierce blue eyes pinned the swordsman to the spot. This was right, wasn't it?

"I'm carrying you over the threshold." He stared down at the frazzled blonde in his arms with a confused frown.

Sanji's limbs shot out so fast it nearly knocked the swordsman off balance. He clung to the door frame like his life depended on it.

"THE FUCK YOU ARE!!!" He screamed. A little old lady in a pink dressing gown up the corridor fumbled her keys and looked alarmed.

"Very lady-like," Zoro mumbled into the blonde's ear, "now let go, I can't get you in the door like this."

"I am not letting go!!!" Sanji wriggled and squirmed like a damn octopus and nearly hit his head on the door handle. Zoro reluctantly put him down. No honeymoon sex if the idiot gave himself a concussion.

"There." The swordsman grumbled. "Now what?" The poor old biddy finally got her door open and practically fell inside in her efforts to get away. Sanji huffed and straightened his tie. He pulled at his cuffs, turned his cuff-links and then brushed his pants. Zoro figured he was meant to feel guilty for crumpling the blonde's perfect wedding suit. He didn't.

The cook finally stopped fussing like a prom queen and gave Zoro that heated stare again. He felt all his blood rush to his groin. Damn love-cook was wasting time!

"If anything, I should be carrying you across…" Sanji grinned and cocked an eyebrow.

Zoro just stared at him. Carry. Me. Across?

Zoro grabbed the smug cook by the waist and threw him over his shoulder.

"Hey!!! YOU CAN'T DO THAT YOU UNROMANTIC ASSHOLE PUT ME DOWN!!!"

He copped a couple of mighty kicks to the guts, but boy; it was worth it.

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