It was awkward going back home with a naked angel sitting on the back of his bike. It was far into the woods, past many houses. Many houses. But, Zoro always knew his way around and took a trail through the woods he made at that moment with his bike tires. Nonetheless, it was pretty awkward feeling… never mind. The blond angel had his hands wrapped around his waist as Zoro sped past the backs of houses they could hardly see in the distance and to his relief, the blond angel turned and side-saddled his bike after a few minutes, but still kept his arms around his human.

He couldn't help but think the angel was quite feminine. He was thin and had big hips, with blond, feminine-soft hair that curled gently over his thin cheeks above his blue hues. It irked him a little, having to carry the angel around without some clothes on the poor naked angel. But he was almost home and they couldn't be seen, so it didn't matter much to him, and according to the angel's quietness, it didn't bother him either.

Zoro looked back occasionally to see if anything had gone wrong, but when he turned back he saw the angel looking at the small houses in the distance or staring at him with a little grin when their eyes met or eyeing small animals with a tiny giggle as they ran by them.

The angel sat up and he felt the bike swivel slightly as his small, single person home came into view and the angel smiled and literally flew off the bike with a gentle push off the frame of the bike, which didn't even send the bike even an inch off balance. His white wings burst out and he flew onto the roof of the home and landed in a slow float, feet down first with his wings pointed up. Zoro became so busy watching him that he almost hit a tree when his hands slipped from the handlebars, but he darted around it just inches away when his instincts kicked in suddenly.

Dropping his bike he burst into the front door after the angel had left it open, Zoro shut it quickly behind him. He didn't want anyone to see that he had an angel. Zoro gave a hefty sigh and looked at the blond angel, who looked back at him from his place on Zoro's small, kitchen table with a small smile on his devil red lips. "Who are you?" Zoro asked, stepping away from the door. The blond angel tilted his head to the side and his wings went back slightly. "Um, your name. What's your name?" Zoro tried again but the angel just looked at him. "You know who I am, I'm Zoro. So who are you?"

"Zoro," the angel repeated with a giggly smile.

"No, um…" Zoro thought and licked his lips. "Do you have a name?"

"Zoro," he said again with a small smile.

"No, I'm Zoro." With the harsh tone in his voice, the angel's wings suddenly went down and the white feathers curled on the table. "I'm Zoro. Who are you? Do you not have a name?" The angel looked down to the left corner of his eye and thought for a moment, stating a small, "No." Zoro nodded to himself and licked his lips. "You don't have a name so, why don't I name you?" The angel looked back up at him in curiosity. "Hmm, how's 'bout Sanji?" The angel's head perked up as if his real name was called out.

"Sanji." He repeated after Zoro and they smiled at each other. Zoro walked over to a door next to the cabinets and sink and looked back at Sanji, whose blue eyes had followed him the whole way.

"Come on, Sanji, we need to get you some clothes," Zoro said slightly slowly, motioning to his shirt with a gentle tug on its thin, red fabric. Sanji smiled and hovered down from the table and followed Zoro by foot like he did, watching Zoro's feet as he walked, imitating him with every step. Zoro watched him walk as he stepped up to a small closet and watched how Sanji walked with a swing of his hips, one foot in front of another as if he were tight-rope walking, his hands even out for slight support. Zoro smiled and Sanji smiled back at him as he stepped up to the closet too.

"I need to find you a shirt," Zoro said and opened the sliding door of the closet to reveal many hanging shirts amongst many pants and belts and shoes. Sanji's blue eyes skimmed over the array of neatly hung shirt and reached his hand up to a blue, collared shirt and gave a gentle tug on it. Zoro watched his other hand go up to it carefully, and so scarily gently from its hanger. He smiled and then looked back at Zoro. Zoro encouraged him and his eyes darted over the line of pants. He reached up to a pair of black slacks and took them too, folding them over his right arm. Sanji licked his lips and took a black tie too, which Zoro didn't even know he had.

Zoro pulled a small knife out of his pocket and took his thumbs to Sanji's white wings and Sanji cringed forward and he watched as a chill went down his thin frame. Zoro frowned at that.

"Don't worry, I'll never hurt you." It wasn't what he meant to say, but it worked because Sanji looked back at him with his blue hues on his feminized features and his expressionless notion on his red lips, as if calmed and serene, but somehow sad. Zoro measured his wings with his thumbs and cut two small slits in the back of the blue shirt for Sanji's white feathers. Sanji looked at him with the same face but looked at the shirt and then gave a small smile.

Zoro hopped over his small, single person bed and opened a drawer on a small nightstand and grabbed a pair of socks for whatever shoes Sanji would later pick. Swiveling on his heels back to Sanji. Oh man. In Sanji's left hand was a pair of black boxers that Sanji was looking at strangely, and judging by how he was still dressed, was definitely alien to him. "Oh, you'll need those too." Zoro said and put the socks down on the bed as he looked up at Sanji. "Do you know how to put on those clothes?" Sanji shook his head and Zoro sighed. He took the boxers Sanji had earlier from the bed and handed them to him. "You put these on over your legs," Zoro motioned to his own lower half.

Sanji didn't quite understand.

Zoro took an invisible pair of boxers and slipped them on over his legs. Sanji gave a little shrug and shook his head slightly. Zoro sighed to himself and thought. He unbuttoned his pants and slid them off along with his boxers and then put his boxers back on. Sanji nodded and did the same. Zoro put on his pants and Sanji understood right away and followed Zoro's suit. Zoro stood with his arms out and Sanji followed, although he was slightly confused. Zoro held up one finger and told him to stay still as he reached for the blue shirt Zoro cut holes into. Surprising himself, the shirt fit over the large wings and Sanji put his arms through the shirt sleeves and smiled as Zoro did the first button. Sanji gave him a little thwap on the head and smiled at him, telling Zoro through his head that he could do it himself. Zoro handed him the tie and put it over his head and under the collar and tightened it.

But something wasn't right…

Oh, maybe it was the fact that Sanji's (Zoro's really) pants were around his ankles? Zoro laughed and said, "I think my pants are too big for you." Sanji blushed and looked down at his feet and picked up the black slacks as Zoro gave him a belt and put it through. Zoro smiled and Sanji smiled too.