A/N: So here's my first 'gift' to you all ;D
Quick summary: [1/31: From Me To You] It's Zoro's birthday and Sanji wants to get his boyfriend something special. Dinner, a massage and a strip-tease. What will Zoro make of his birthday present?
Will contain: yaoi (boyxboy), smut, dirty-talking, dress-up, and much, much more... ;)
Enjoy! Poppy :D

Sanji sauntered around the kitchen, snug pink apron flitting about as he rushed around, making the final preparations to dinner. He garnished the lovely ladies dishes beautifully with salad, surrounding a perfectly cooked steak. Sanji's special sauce was dribbled over the meat carefully and overall, the presentation was immaculate.

He smiled at the dished before turning to the ones for his male crewmates. He threw a steak on each (bar Luffy's, which was now home to four of the larger cuts of meat), not bothering with salad since he knew no one but him and the ladies at it anyway. He grabbed a large dish and filled it with rice. Although the dish was more American than Japanese, Sanji thought rice worked well with everything and therefore served it with most dinners.

He placed everyone's plates and drinks – pink lemonade for the ladies, juice for Luffy, Chopper and Ussop, water for himself, Franky and Brooke and a large mug of sake for the idiot marimo – at the table, he untied his apron, hanging it up and left to tell the ladies about dinner.

Rushing onto the deck where he found Nami and Robin reading in loungers, he beckoned them in, reminding them of their captain's bottomless stomach. They quickly dog-eared their books and hurried along to the galley.

After, the blonde walked to the mast, by which he found his male nakama and smirked. Ussop was ranting on about some made-up adventure he'd been on, Luffy and Chopper listening in intently, Franky and Brook talking happily nearby. Sanji shook his head and sighed, throwing the cigarette he'd been nursing overboard.

"C'mon shitheads, dinners served."

A roar of 'meat' echoed thorough a thick cloud of dust that Luffy had caused by running at full speed towards the kitchen. Usopp and Chopper frowned, running to the galley before their rubber captin could eat all their food.

Sanji smiled at Franky and Brook as they continued to chat away about random subjects, making their own way to the kitchen.

Once the two men had disappeared behind the wooden door of the galley, loud shouts and manic laughter spilling momentarily before the door closed, Sanji waited for a few seconds more and spun on his heel.

The blonde walked past the mast and up the staircase, heading for a certain green haired swordsman who was probably sleeping on the upper deck.

A smile encased Sanji's lips once more when he saw the marimo dozing under one of Nami's trees, a small lilac and white spotted bunny laying lazily in his lap.

Jeffree had been a welcome addition to the crew from the last island they had stopped at. Zoro had found him being kicked around by some punk-ass kids in an alley and had saved the little rabbit, since then taking quite a shine to him and vice versa.

Everyone adored the rodent, especially Sanji and Chopper (as well as Zoro, of course), who both found he was helpful to have around. Jeffree tended to help the young doctor concoct his medicines, help Sanji prepare simple dishes and simply was a great companion for the hard working swordsman.

Sanji neared the pair, still smiling fondly at them both. He bend over and scooped Jeffree into his arms, hugging the half-asleep rabbit close to his chest. The blonde scratched behind a floppy, violet ear, making the small creature let out a chirp in surprise.

Still rubbing Jeffree's ears, Sanji raised a slender leg, bringing it down hard on a mossy head.

"Ow! What was that for, shit cook?" Zoro groaned, rubbing the spot on his head that Sanji had kicked.

The blonde didn't answer, still cooing down at the contented rabbit. He turned and began to make his way back down to the galley.

"Oi, ero-cook! Answer me, damn it!" The swordsman shouted angrily, stumbling to his feet.

"I've got some nice salad for you, you're just lucky Luffy doesn't eat vegetables." Sanji chuckles when the small creature gave a half-nod.

They'd reached the galley door when Zoro grabbed the cook's arm. Suddenly Sanji's back was pressed against the wall, startling Jeffree who gave an annoyed chirp.

"Careful, asshole!" Sanji grumbled, rocking the purple furred animal gently.

"Don't you think you should be a little kinder to your boyfriend on his birthday, Goldilocks?" Zoro grinned, going in for a kiss, Sanji happily complying.

"Mm, c'mon; not in front of the baby," the blonde joked, a grin lighting up his features. As if on cue, Jeffree rubbed up against Sanji's arm, squeaking quite happily and making both men laugh.

"Let's go eat, you can have your present from me after dinner." Sanji winked.

With a smirk, the swordsman moved closer to his prey. "Can i get a preview now?"

"Only if you ask nicely..."

Zoro's lips were hovering over Sanji's. "Pretty please?"

The cook opened his mouth to kiss his boyfriend but stopped when he felt scratching on his chest. When he looked down to see what it was, Jeffree pulling his way up Sanji's shirt and pressed his fuzzy lips against the blonde's.

Both men just stared at the rabbit for a few seconds before Zoro frowned, a very soft blush dusting across his cheeks as he pouted. "Bloody cock-block."

Jeffree moved away from Sanji's lips and, essentially, pulled a sneaky face at Zoro. Sanji couldn't help but burst out laughing, his cheeks stained a light pink. He pulled Jeffree off him and sat him on his shoulder, there after grabbing the swordsman's hands from the wall by his head and guiding them to his round ass.

Curious fingers wrapped around the firm mounds, kneading them roughly. A lewd gasp escaped Sanji's throat as Zoro's hands became more needy, grasping whatever clothed flesh of his boyfriend's ass that they could reach, and making said boyfriend arch involuntarily into his large palms.

"Z-Zoro!" The cook moaned out, gripping the marimo's top and scrunching the damp fabric up as he writhed. His face red, he leaned forwards, capturing the swordsman's rough lips in an open-mouthed kiss, both tongues dancing around one-another to create a searing friction.

Sanji's hands moved from Zoro's shirt to tangle themselves in his mossy hair, pulling on the grassy coloured strands like his life depended on it and causing Zoro to moan into his mouth.

Zoro was just about to push his toned hips into the blonde's before he felt something nip his ear, hard. He pulled away from Sanji's hot mouth hesitantly, looking up expectantly at the little rabbit.

Jeffree was actually glaring at the marimo. Now, Zoro and Jeffree got on like fish and the sea normally, until Sanji was involved; then it was war – both fighting for the cook's constant attention.

"Jealous, Jeffree?" Zoro grinned at the bunny who jumped slightly. His grin soon fell as Sanji hit him upside the head.

"Don't bully the baby. Time for dinner shitty marimo." The blonde opened the door and went into the kitchen, Jeffree pulling a tongue at Zoro in victory. The swordsman took a moment to compose himself, a frown setting his lips in a straight line as he too went into the galley.

END OF PART 1...

A/N: Oh my god, I'm sorry I didn't finish this all in one but part 2 will come tomorrow as 2/31 (1193 words)! Been so busy, still need to update Truth or Dare and start my new contest on DA as well as finish my bedroom – can't sleep until I've put EVERYTHING away (and considering I emptied all my room this will take a while...)! I'm so tired T^T Sighh oh well, hope you like it so far! Promise it'll start getting shmexier soon ;)...(Longer too!) Poppy :)