Sanji slumped against the barrel of explosive while pressing the long slash across his stomach closed.
It didn't look good. Felt even worse. The blood seemed to pour out of him and he wishes he knew more about anatomy to figure out just where he should be pressing to stop the sticky liquid from slipping through his fingers.
He could probably live if he stood up, turned around and found one of his nakama to take him to Chopper right now. Easier said than done anyway. Not only was he woozy but he could still hear them fighting. He would have to walk across a battle field uninjured further and compromise one of his friends battles. Like hell he'd do that.
The cook pulled a smoke from his pocket and lit with his lucky lighter.
That didn't mean his death couldn't mean something. After this explosion the marines would have no way to get reinforcements.
Zoro turned the corner and spotted him then. Covered in blood, smoking a cigarette, resting on top a pile of gun powder, dynamite, and explosives he had assembled at the base of the bridge before the bastard marine had cornered him, and looking half dead.
"Done already Marimo?" He smirked in genuine pleasure to see the man one last time. "Figures. Will you tell the crew good bye for me?"
The swordsman walked right up to him and pulled the man carefully over his shoulder, ignoring the stilted whine of pain he accidently pulled from the cook in doing so.
"Hell no. You tell them yourself when the time comes." He sounded much too confident that wouldn't be today.
"Such a bastard…I'm trying to be a hero and blow up a bridge here."
"Who's stopping you?"
The cook roughly pulled on the green hair to pull himself up for a better view. Zoro remained silent at the manhandling and continued to walk away from the scene in long purposeful strides.
A deep inhale on the cigarette and an elegant flick into the gunpowder mountain over Zoros shoulder. A whoosh of igniting and then the sky was lit up beautifully in deep reds and vibrant oranges as the sound and air around them boomed.
Zoro held him tighter as he ran and Sanji tried his damndest not to think how this may be the most romantic moment of his life.