So, chapter 2 is here! A little late (oops!), but the days continues for Zoro, along with some sexy times ;)

I'll repeat: I've written the whole fic in about 12 days, so I guess it's bound to have mistakes. Feel free to tell me if you find anything wrong, also in later chapters, as I've not edited everything yet ^^' (too little time, sorry)

I've also put some cameo characters in this, though they'll only appear in later chapters, you should keep an eye out for them ;) On a second side note, I wrote all of this before the actual Eurovision Song Contest started, so things will be different than what is on TV.

Remember to watch other for the cameo appearances, although they'll come up in the third and fourth chapter.

Have fun reading~

Franky had promised the boys that they were allowed to go out one night in Vienna, the city they were staying in. They went to the first bar together and already managed to leave Zoro there. He didn't know for sure if that's what Luffy and Ace had intended, but he was left behind in a city he didn't know. It wasn't the best setting to be in for Zoro, although for him, it hardly was any different than normal.

Not complaining, Zoro shrugged it off and went to another bar by himself. There, after he sat down on an empty stool and he'd ordered a drink, the seat next to his was taken too.

Within seconds, the newcomer managed to insult Zoro's hair (without even introducing himself) and Zoro couldn't not insult the guy too. Half of his face was covered and on the visible part, a bright blue eye looked down on Zoro beneath a peculiar eyebrow. It looked too weird to not make fun of it, in a friendly way. When the blue-eyed man noticed Zoro didn't mean to make him angry, he smiled too.

They never introduced themselves to each other. Zoro got the nickname 'mosshead' and the blond guy was mostly called 'curlybrow'. Their conversation, that went on for hours without them keeping track of the time, didn't only consist of throwing insults at each other. Instead, they talked about lots of things, quickly following the other when they were changing subjects.

Some drinks later, Zoro didn't quite remember how many he already had, he started to feel the alcohol. It would take a lot more drinks to actually have him drunk, but to prevent that, he began ordering something lighter.

Curlybrow – or Sanji – did the same thing. His cheeks were already a little flushed, bright enough for Zoro to see it in the dim light of the bar. He was a little more gone than Zoro was, but also not drunk yet.

During their talk, Zoro had trouble keeping his eyes off the talking mouth and only switched to his eye when Zoro was the one talking. He had no intention to do anything about his attraction to him though, remembering a few bad experiences from the past. It wasn't only Sanji's looks that made Zoro draw a little bit closer, but also his use of words and the playful tone in them when he insulted Zoro.

Sometimes Zoro didn't hear what Sanji was talking about, distracted by the sound of his voice and not paying attention to what Sanji was actually saying. He'd answer something general and hoped Sanji wouldn't notice.

Sanji never commented on it.

Much later after that one of them found out the time. It was so late the bar would close soon. Sanji finished his last drink and left to go to the bathroom. After that, they'd get back to the hotel together (it appeared they were staying in the same hotel, so it would be easier anyway) and if that all happened without any major problems, Zoro would lose his chance to make a move on Sanji.

He paid for their drinks and waited for Sanji near the restrooms, nervous and everything. He didn't dare to guess how Sanji would react, so he silently waited.

Sanji came out, clueless of Zoro's plans, and saw his conversation buddy standing in the corner near him, waiting for him.

The alcohol had erased some boundaries both would never have crossed on any other occasion.

Sanji saw what Zoro was up to when he saw it in his eyes. It was the mere want that made him come closer and go for it.

They almost clashed mouth to mouth. In an instant, they were kissing the breath out of each other, completely forgetting everything around them.

Zoro, with his eyes half closed, felt like he was being absorbed by Sanji. The way he touched Zoro's lips with his own, how his tongue slid over Zoro's teeth as a way of invitation and how he grabbed the green hair at the back of Zoro's head to expose more skin in his neck and kiss it, made Zoro extremely happy.

He wasn't just passively letting this all happen though. It took him a few attempts before it finally worked, but Zoro managed to – blindly – grab Sanji's ass and bring his lower body closer and grinded against Sanji's.

Sanji's breath hitched and he stopped long enough with kissing for Zoro for him to let his head drop and catch Sanji's lips with his own.

Reenacting what Sanji had done just moments before, Zoro pushed his tongue past Sanji's lips, forcing his teeth apart.

Sanji complied, sucking Zoro in even more than before.

This went on for minutes until both were out of breath and had to stop before one of them would faint. Sanji was already looking quite disheveled, some of his bangs pushed to the side of his face or sticking out where they shouldn't.

Zoro thought he probably didn't look much better. Trying to catch his breath, he eyed Sanji and while looking down, he noticed something. "I think we have a problem."

Zoro himself didn't really consider it a problem, if only they were back at the hotel already.

Sanji followed his gaze down. His hips had stopped moving only a second earlier and he was looking at his own legs being parted by one of Zoro's and if that wasn't good enough already, he was also looking at two erections.

He snorted. "At least we're in this together."

Zoro laughed at that, the pleasant sound reaching Sanji's ears. It made him smile too. "Are we?"

Sanji looked down again, tearing his eyes from Zoro's face. "I guess we are."

"We should get back to the hotel then." Zoro winked. "You're staying in the same hotel, right?"

"Yeah, but I thought you were going out with some friends?"

"It wouldn't surprise me if they dumped me after ten minutes. That's what they usually do. Besides, that was at a different bar, we've both separately switched so there's no way they could find me now."

"Sounds like a dick move to do, even to you."

"I'm used to it." Zoro grinned and he subtly changed the subject. "Let's grab a cab."

Sanji agreed and they took their stuff outside. It was a little awkward, standing next to each other, trying to get the attention of a cab driver who drove past. He didn't react to their calling out and the street behind him was awfully empty.

They waited a few minutes until another one appeared, but he turned out to hate foreigners, and snarled something at Sanji and Zoro in German that they didn't understand and drove off with neither of them in the cab.

Even more awkward was their walk to the hotel. Zoro claimed for his own convenience that he didn't know anything about Vienna and walked into the opposite direction way more than once and Sanji had to correct him every time.

They didn't speak much, their thoughts often wandering off to their bodily state or, in Zoro's case (and maybe Sanji's too), a bit about the upcoming performance. A tiny bit. He was mostly focused on the first thing though…

"Hey mosshead," Sanji started.

"What is it, curlybrow?" Zoro asked when Sanji didn't continue. He was feeling too much at peace, even in this situation, to make up a whole string of insults, so he left it at 'curlybrow' at the moment.

Sanji cleared his throat. "What do you want when we get back?" He stopped in his tracks.

Zoro followed a few steps later and turned to face Sanji. "I haven't thought about it much, but I want to at least get rid of this." He gestured at his crotch. "Though I'm trying to think one step at a time."

Sanji grinned. "Good thing we're walking together then."

Zoro returned the grin and they walked on. Unfortunately for them, the night was warm and only Sanji had brought a jacket with him, that didn't cover anything, so neither of them could hide the fact that they were pretty excited for what was going to happen next.

"So, what now?" Sanji asked.

"Now we're going back, that's what we're gonna do." Zoro turned a corner.

He heard Sanji laugh and stopped. It sounded nice in the quiet night. What Sanji said, on the other hand, wasn't nice. "Your other right, you numbskull."

Zoro grunted and reluctantly followed Sanji, who was going in the right direction.

The rest of their walk wasn't really interesting. The real fun started in the elevator. At 3 am, most of the hotel was asleep and naturally, the elevator was empty besides the two men.

In the lighting, Zoro could get a better look at Sanji. His cheeks were red and in the soft light Sanji's eyes surprisingly looked bluer than they did earlier. He knew Sanji was looking at him the same way he looked at Sanji and even though the reception room was empty, they didn't touch each other until the elevator.

Zoro removed his hands from his pockets (where they had been the whole way back) and harshly held Sanji's face on both sides and kissed him passionately. He had just enough time between breaths to push the right button to his floor.

Sanji reacted to the same manner, bringing Zoro closer while the other man had pushed him against the elevator wall, giving him little space to move.

Their way up to Zoro's room was a little fuzzy. They couldn't keep their hands off each other for more than two seconds and with Zoro's perfect sense of direction, they took the scenic route to his room.

In the sitting room, Sanji quickly lost his jacket and soon after, in the bedroom, most of the rest of his clothing, which all ended up on the ground. Zoro's followed.

They were quietly making out, Zoro leaning over Sanji on the bed. It was all going great until a loud banging got Zoro out of his trance.

He opened his eyes. Great. So he had fallen asleep again. Zoro was lying on the couch, a bit uncomfortable, but that wasn't the thing that woken him. It was quiet though and he shifted slightly into a better position and closed his eyes to continue his dream about the night before, hoping that the noise had been an one time only thing.

Sanji's body moved beneath him, hands that were touching his body and his hands that were exploring Sanji's.

During their kissing, something that would have been awesome on itself already, Sanji moved his lower body, holding Zoro's head in place as Zoro moved along with him and when they finally got rid of the underwear that had been in their way they –

The banging returned, this time harder and more frequent.

Zoro, roughly awoken for the third time that morning, was unable to finish his pleasant dream. He stood with a deep sigh to look which asshole had the nerve to disturb him.

Behind the door, through the peephole, he saw Luffy jumping up and down. He probably wasn't the source of the banging noise, though Zoro couldn't find Ace through the small hole.

A little reluctant Zoro opened the door. Luffy jumped in right away, glomping Zoro.

"Long time no see, Zoro!" Luffy laughed.

"Get off of me." Zoro tried to push Luffy away from him.

"But you were suddenly gone last night. Ace and I couldn't find you anymore and we even went back to the bar where we'd lost you." Luffy whined.

Zoro ignored it and looked behind Luffy. "Where's Ace?"

Finally, Luffy let go. "The girl he hooked up with last night called, so he stayed behind to talk to her."

"What are they talking about?"

"Dunno. He should be here before lunch arrives though."

"Lunch?" Zoro asked confused. "What time is it?"

"Yeah, lunch. It's past noon, you know." Luffy looked at him as if Zoro was stupid.

"Oh." That didn't sound very intelligent at all.

Luffy happily chatted away while they were waiting for their third band member to arrive. He sprung up and rushed to the door when he heard Ace knocking.

He came in and saw Zoro lying on the couch with only a pair of pants. He magically managed to get a shirt from somewhere and threw it in Zoro's face. "Please cover that." He winked.

Zoro did as he was told.

Ace was carrying a few paper bags that he handed over to Zoro and Luffy. Luffy received the largest bag and after a fast 'thank you', he started eating. Zoro was a slower than his friend, opening the bag Ace had given him and peeked inside it.

"Good afternoon, you useless party animal." Ace grinned as Zoro retrieved a turkey sandwich from the bag.

"I heard you hooked up with someone too. Did you sleep in your own bed last night?" Zoro asked as his way of greeting.

Ace's embarrassed expression made Zoro laugh. "Franky said to watch the news, so you should turn on the TV." He subtly changed the subject.

Zoro pointed his eyes upward a moment, but did as he was told anyway.

Ace had great timing. The news would come on in a few minutes, featuring Franky, so they ate in a comfortable silence, waiting for it to happen.

Zoro munched on his sandwich, along with another sandwich with something he was unfamiliar with. It tasted good though, so he ate it without complaining.

They were finished by the time the new started. A news reporter came on, the same guy from that morning, wearing a suit and sitting in the studio.

"Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen, we come to you now with a live interview with the manager of the Wandering Tigers, the Australian band participating in the Eurovision Song Contest." He smiled a plastic smile. "He will give us a statement of what happened last night between one of the band members and Sanji Janoir. We're now going live to the interview."

The image changed to Franky standing in front of their hotel. Ace was the one to get up and look out of the window to see if he could see anything from there.

"I count… fifteen cameras, maybe more."

Luffy joined him, waving at the cameras, even though nobody noticed the guy on the seventh floor waving. Apparently, no one knew which room was Zoro's, which was definitely a good thing. Zoro remained where he was, out of a possible line of sight. There was no need to look for attention now.

One of the reporters dared to ask the first question, the one most people were probable waiting for. "Can you tell us what happened?"

Franky cleared his throat, taking his time and obviously enjoying the attention. "All I have to say is that Zoro and Sanji had fun together. They're not prohibited to have fun."

Another reporter took over. "There were rumors that they went back to the hotel together. Is that true?"

"Since they are staying in the same hotel, it seems only natural to me that they went back together. Aside from that, I know that Zoro has a terrible sense of direction, so he probably wouldn't have gotten anywhere without Sanji's help."

The first reporter spoke up again. "Have they also spent the night together?"

"Sanji is currently in the hall, practicing and Zoro is having lunch with the rest of the band." Franky said, clearly not answering the asked question. "They'll be going to the hall later this afternoon, according to schedule."

It kind of surprised Zoro how professional Franky acted. He usually didn't like people asking him stuff. For his little press conference, he'd brushed his hair extra neatly and had put on a jacket he normally didn't wear.

A third reporter decided to join. "Do you know if one of them planned to take out some competition this way? After all, both Australia and France were automatically in the finals."

Franky coughed before he answered. "Both Sanji and Zoro have ascertained me that isn't the case and tonight they will do their utmost best to win the Song Contest." He pleased Zoro with his answer. It was true after all. "That's all I have to say for now, thank you for listening."

The reporters wanted to refuse the ending of the interview and asked more questions, but Franky didn't answer and went back into the hotel.

"He should be here in a few minutes." Zoro said to the other two, who returned from their window-watching.

And indeed, about ten minutes later, Franky arrived.

"How did I look? Was it SUPER?" He asked curiously the moment Zoro let him in.

"You looked so awesome!" Luffy grinned.

Franky gave him a thumb up and turned to Zoro. "Zoro, before I forget, you are not to answer any questions regarding everything you did in the past 24 hours and Brook and I agreed with the hosts and the director of the Song Contest that nobody will ask anything about it to you either, so, in short, shush." Adding pointing at Luffy and Ace, he added, "and neither will you."

Luffy nodded silently and Ace grinned. "No problem."

Zoro snorted. "Does that mean I'm also not allowed to talk about Ace's hookup?"

Ace's face turned red.

"As long as it isn't a famous person, I don't care. Luffy, you got anything to confess?"

"Nope."

"SUPER." Franky concluded, much to Zoro's delight. "With that finished, let's talk about your performance tonight. You know, I was thinking about…"

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Thank you for reading~ :3