Chapter 2. A Lasting First Impression
"That asshole! I'll kick his ass one of these days." Zoro mumbled. Cause of that whole 'hold his hand' bit, one of his students actually took it seriously. The straw hat kid that laughed during his speech was practically dragging him to his new class, talking nonstop, he could hear the rest of his kids laughing at him from behind. "Uh...what?"
He glanced at the kid. Why does he look so familiar?
The kid turned, pouting. "Were you even listening?"
Busted. "...No" he glared down. "Let go of my hand."
"But Hawkeye-sensei said you'd get lost if we didn't lead you to class. Luffy's just doing what he was told to do." he turned and glared at the blonde haired kid he met earlier, his dislike for the boy growing. The kid grinned, his one eye showing mischief. "Or do you approve of not following our teachers instructions."
"You brat." he turned back to the kid holding his hand, stumbling over the kid's increased speed. "So, your name's Luffy? I think I've heard about you."
"Here we are!" Luffy practically shoving him through the door. These kids are trying to kill me.
Adjusting his packs over his shoulder, the kids began to go to their respective seats talking amongst themselves. Taking a seat at his own desk, he shuffled through his pack for his glasses and the list with his students names on it. Finding the list and pushing his glasses up his nose, he cleared his turned to find his students sitting on the desks, a group playing card games, the blond kid flirting with a questionable girl, straw hat kid eating. Such sloppy kids. Was I this bad?...nope. 'Course I didn't even go to school...
"Okay...when I call your name, just say 'here'. You can say something about yourselves if you want, but don't force yourselves." as his students took their seats, the blond was effectively ignoring him. "Oi! Dartbrow. I said take your seat."
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Again? He's dead for interupting me with a lovely lady!
Sanji glared at the teacher. "Can't you see that I'm busy?"
Zoro-sensei's eye twitched. "We're in class. Now take your seat. Luffy, what's his name?"
He stopped mid-bite over his candy. "Oh, that's Sanji."
He scoffed. "Traitor."
Luffy pouted. "What'd I do?"
"Okay." Sanji turned back toward the new teacher, who was mumbling over the stack of papers in his hands. He must have found what he was looking for, because he visbly lightened up. He's easily satisfied. "Here you are. Name's Sanji Black, 18. In Home-Ec...shocking, it actually says you can cook." Zoro glanced up. "Not too impressive..."
He glared. "What'd you say?!"
"Oh, there's more. 'Warning, proned to violence'. Scary."
He shot up, slamming his hands down on his desk. "You jackass! I'll show you how 'proned to violence' I really am."
"Uh-huh."
"I kick your sorry ass!"
Zoro glanced back up, unimpressed. "Keep up with the language and you can see me after class."
He's cheating!
He smirked. He's bluffing, no way the teach has the balls to actually give me detention. "Kiss my ass."
Zoro gave him a bland stare, he sighed. "I guess I'll be seeing you after school, Mr. Black."
He should have saw that coming.
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The look on Sanji's face...priceless. Inwardly laughing, Zoro continued to call his students names. Some mentioned things about themselves; Luffy clearly stating that he wanted to be a pirate. Even Sanji mentioned that he was more than likely going to kick his ass after school, detention or not. Most just stayed silently, probably more intimidated now that they knew that he wasn't going to let the little assholes get away with too much.
"Do any of you have any questions?"
Luffy waved his hand frantically. "Yeah! Hey, how old are you?"
Blink. "Why?"
Leaning back into his chair, he appeared to think on a response. "Cause you don't look that old." Zoro's brow raised. "Most of the teachers act old here, but you don't." Was that a compliment, or an insult?
The Helmeppo kid laughed. "You just called Zoro-sensei immature, idiot."
"Did not! I just think he acts weird."
His eye twitched as the others broke into hysterical laughter. Is that any better?
"You're just making it worse, Luffy." He pouted.
Zoro sighed. "22."
The girl from earlier, Nami, spoke up. "Aren't you a little young? We were told that you've been away doing some round-world trip during your college life. Wouldn't that make you older."
He turned around to write his class projects on the board, along with his name and profession. "I was home schooled. According to my teacher, he said he'd make it where I would graduate before I was 16." he sighed, remembering the horrors of his school life. "Low and behold, years of intense studying and training later I had graduated at 15 and I was sent off to college." He turned, giving a calculated look."Mind you, it was an interesting experience."
The door to the class opened, revealing a woman with a cart full of books. Standing a little taller than himself, with a figure that made even him wonder why she was here and not in some modeling agency. Styled shoulder length black and a piercing blue eyes. A light pink blouse highlighted her tanned skin and a pair of tight pair of blue jeans shaped her long legs.
"Oh, Robin-chwan! You grace us with your beauty." Sanji sang, hearts in his eyes once again.
Love-sick cook. She giggled. "It's always nice to see you too, Sanji." she glanced back up at Zoro. "I forgot to place these in here. Your new textbooks."
"Oh, thanks." he picked one up. "Are these new? Didn't expect that."
Robin smiled. "The principal thought that since this is your first teaching experience...he'd help you out some. Last years materials were a little...out dated to say the least. These should be of a little more use."
He grinned. "Tell him I grateful for the help."
She turned to leave. "Oh. If you need any help, you can either find me in the library or in the classroom down the hall. I teach world history."
Why do I get an eerie feeling from this woman.
"O...kay. I'll just hand these out tomorrow. Is there anymore questions you all would like to ask before the next bell rings?"
"This school doesn't have a bell." Oh.
A girl stood up in her seat, grinning. "Do you have a girlfriend?"
His eye twitched, he could feel his cheeks warming up. "Huh? What kinda question is that?"
Sanji laughed. "Your face in contradicting with your hair, marimo."
"Wanna stay with me tomorrow too, Mr. Black?"
I have a feeling that teaching is going to be the hardest thing I've ever done.
Lunch break
While the students were eating, Zoro decided to head for the gym and hopefully get some training done before the next class. Slinging his case over his shoulder, he made his way towards his destination feeling lighter than he had all morning. Pushing open the doors he went through earlier, only to groan and see a young man lying in the middle of the floor.
...is he dead? Cautiously Zoro made his way over to the figure, taking in his appearance as he went. There's no way...
The man was using his shirt as a pillow, revealing that he was well-built. A weird orange hat with a happy and sad face on the band covered his face. Weird. Black pants hung low on his hips...Lewd kid... the ends stopping just below his knees and leading up to a pair of plain black sneakers.
"Oi, kid. This is no place to sleep. Go back to class...or lunch. Whatever." he tapped the boy's face with his shoe. "Come on kid. Put your clothes back on."
The kid groaned, one eye barely opening. "What?" he sat up, rubbing his eyes as he adjusted his hat back into place. "Is it time for class?"
Zoro eyes widened, recognizing the guys' voice. "I know you."
"Huh?" He looked up and the effect was imminent. A huge grin appeared on the mans' face as he shot up and tackled the unsuspecting teacher. "ZORO!" They both fell to the floor with a painful thud, cursing as their limbs got tangled as the man fell on top of him. "It's been years!"
It still hurts!
Zoro tried to shove his old friend away with a hand pushing into his face. "That hurt! Get off, Ace!" a minute pause. "Stop hugging me! Get off! Don't make me cut you, damn it!"
Ace merely continued to grin; releasing his hold, but only straightening up in Zoro's lap causing the younger man to blush. "What the hell, man? Who said you were allowed to grow up?" Zoro groaned as the man wrapped his arms around his neck again, patting his head affectionately. "I want my chibi back."
He rubbed a palm down his face. "Can you at least put all your clothes back on? Sheesh, I'd think you'd grown out of the whle 'stripping' habit."
Ace gave a naughty smirk as he slid further into his lap. "You know you like it."
Blush darkening, Zoro punched the guy in the face, though Ace just continued to laugh as if it never happened. "You're an asshole."
"Yes I am."
"What are your doing?"
Raising to his feet and brushing the dirt off his pants, Ace gave Zoro a confused look. "I teach gym here." small world. "So, Chibi. What're you doing here anyway?"
"Don't call me that." he picked up his case. "I got a job here teaching Literature."
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Ace fell to his knees laughing so hard, tears in his eyes.
His eye twitched. "And what the hell is so funny?"
He pointed at Zoro. "YOU!"
"..."
Still laughing.
"...Why?..."
Ace caught his breath. "I just can't believe that you're a teacher. I thought you were going around the world to be a master swordsman."
"Been around the world and fought a lot of strong swordsman...but not one was as powerful as Hawkeye."
Moment of silence. "So...you followed Mihawk here and became a teacher?" he laughed again. "What kinda logic is that?"
He shrugged. "I've already fought everyone else worth mentioning. Figured I could just teach here until I feel I'm strong enough to beat 'em, at least here I don't have to go traveling across the globe to fight him."
Ace rubbed his chin. "I guess that kinda make sense...if you don't have that weird mocking feeling you used to get when you were around him before. You know? Like when he kicked your ass and you couldn't even be in the same room with him without twitching...like your doing now." he grinned. "You're turning into quite the little masochist, aren't you? That's hot."
Glaring and gritting his teeth, Zoro replied. "I thought you had someone else to torture. Where's he at?"
For a split second, Ace actually appeared sad. But it quickly vanished into a childish pout with his arms crossed. Touched a nerve I guess. "He's all pissed off at me. Says I'm too touchy-feely in public or with people."
"You grinding on my lap doesn't prove that?"
He threw his arms up. "That was playing! Smoker's just a buzz-kill, man. I can't even hug friends without him freaking out." he sighed. "I'm a touchy person. He won't even let me hug or kiss him in public! Isn't that sad?"
"Oh well, it'll work out in the end I guess." turning towards the door, he started back to his class. Glancing over his shoulder, Zoro called out. "Lets go drinking soon."
"Awwww. You're talking about drinking at school? You're on! See you later, Zoro-sensei."
Guess it won't be so bad here. Maybe I should check on my bike before I go back to class.
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Smoking while the others ate some of the lunches he brought to the roof, Sanji thought of the new teacher. He was livid! Sure, it probably wasn't a great first impression making fun of the guy's hair, but hell, how could he resist? It was green!
Luffy and Usopp sat around the box lunches he had made for the group, though he made sure to keep Nami's safe from the two. Nami sat next to Sanji leaning against the stairway wall, eating her lunch elegantly.
"Can you believe that bastard actually gave me a detention?"
Usopp scratched the end of his long nose, pondering over the question. Just as he was about to answer, Nami answered with a smirk. "It's not like you've never gotten detention before. Why're you so pissed off now?"
Dropping the cigarette and crushing it with his shoe, Sanji stood up and paced back and forth, gritting his teeth in an obvious show of anger. "Its him! That superior attitude of his just pissed me off. Shitty marimo!"
Luffy mumbled through a mouthful of food. "He wasn't acting super-what ever."
Shifting his glare to the boy, Sanji muttered. "What do you know?"
He grinned. "Just think so."
Usopp scoffed, crossing his arms. "Maybe. If anything, he's just really straight-forward."
He through his arms up. "Who's side are you guys on?"
Nami laughed. "You're just mad that he isn't intiminated by you like some of the other teachers." pause, a sly smile appearing on her face. "Or is it that that you're intimidated?"
He couldn't even let that comment slide, even if it was Nami. "Intimidated? Why in the hell would I be intimidated by that shitty bastard?!" pause. He fell to his knees. "Oh, I'm so sorry for talking that way to you, my lovely Nami-swan! Please forgive me!"
"No worries. It just seems to me that you're more...worked up then usual."
Usopp nodded. "Yeah, you usually don't lose your cool like that. But I guess your not used to teachers calling you names either. Except for Zeff that is."
Lighting another cigarette, he groaned. "Whatever, the guy just pisses me off."
"WHAT THE FUCK?!"
Everyone froze at the loud threatening voice filled the air. Sanji stood slowly walking over to the edge of the building to see he was so pissed off, only to discover in the distance a familiar head of green hair hovering over the bike he had knocked over earlier.
Luffy bounded next to him. "Hey! Isn't that the bike you knocked over?" from the shear volume of the boy's voice, Zoro had heard and looked up, noticing him. "I think he sees you."
Sanji groaned as Zoro's face turned red in anger. "No. shit." I am so in trouble.
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He is so dead.
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