Yay! Second chapter of Zoro! Still not own One Piece, still not making money with this! Not Beta readed.

"It is still not very easy to write about him… Dunno why but I hope you enjoy this story… Next chapter will be His smile…"

Warnings: Yaoi, language

Pairing: ZoSan

Based upon Ch. 1 and "Sanji"

Please review and be gentle! Reviews are welcome! Thx!

His Hobby

´Why the hell did I do it?´ Sanji thought and looked onto the tiny cup upon the table in front of him. He blushed lightly and thought about the expression in his face. That… weird and almost angry look as he had asked darkly "who?". As if he would be able to change the past…

Sanji had showed him his eye… He still didn´t know why he actually did but he had showed him… He took the tiny cup from the table and opened it. The smell of herbs and salve came into his nose. He took something of the salve on his fingers and massaged his aching eye.

Well, yeah – he showed him out of a weird impulse but he actually hadn´t been able to tell him the truth and why he was hiding his eye from the whole world. His shame and his pain always came back when he looked into a mirror and saw his eye and also the weird questions of other people were hurting too much to show it to the world.

The cook sighed and closed the tin just to put it back into his pocket…

XXX

It was late at night as the cook woke up by a movement in another hammock. He cracked one eye open and looked around. Then he saw the door of the men's bunk opened by a scheme. First he thought it was Ussop who were on night watch to change with Sanji who was supposed to be next. But the scheme went out of the room. He shrugged his shoulders and went back to sleep.

It felt as if it was just about 5 minutes ago that he had turned back to sleep as Ussop woke him up.

"Hey, Sanji! Wake up, its y- youuuaaah~ turn!" he yawned.

The blond man again cracked one eye open and sat up to show Ussop that he was already awake. As he walked out of the men's bunk he realized that one of the hammocks were empty.

Marimo- again.

This was the third time in about one week the shitty swordsman had left his hammock. What was the Marimo doing? He left his hammock in the middle of the night and returned about two hours later. Not that the cook would be curious what he was doing the whole night long… Not in particular…

So it was decided. Sanji searched the whole ship for the rotten bastard.

He wasn´t in his trainings room for late- night- training…

He wasn´t in the Galley to steal some Booze…

He also wasn´t on deck to sleep under the stars…

So- where was he?

He searched the whole ship for to find him- even though the girls room…

He knocked on the door. No response so he cracked- as silent as possible- the door open. He sticked his head into the room just to cause a "WAAAAAAHHH!!!!! SANJI!!!! Get the hell OUT. OF. HERE!!!!!" from his red- haired goddess. At the same moment he had a book ~Navigation today~ on his forehead and fell backwards to hit the wall behind him and slid down on it.

"Oh, my beloved Nami- swan~" he whimpered. I am so sorry to interrupt you and Robin in your wonderful dreams!"

"So- what are you actually doing you pervert?" Nami yelled, now standing in front of him.

"I- I just was searching for-"

"Panties or something, weren´t you?" she yelled again.

"No- no, I-"

"If it is swordsman- san you are searching for" Robin said and chuckled, standing behind Namis back. "Well, he is not here."

"How do you- ?" he blushed deeply. Robin had catched him in the right place. Why was he actually searching for that idiot?

"You should search for him in the bibliotheca." She chuckled again. "Just don´t destroy it when you´ve found him."

Nami looked to Robin. Then back to Sanji. Again to Robin…

"Ah, whatever!" she said, shrugged her shoulders and yawned.

"You owe me one! Mmh… About 5.000 Berries will be enough, I think!" she chuckled darkly and looked at him.

"But- Nami- swan~! Why?" he whined.

"For interrupting our sleep and for seeing me in my night- shirt."

His eyes grew wider. He didn´t even recognize that Nami stood in front of him with a very- VERY- I mean VERY(!!!) short shirt. From his place on the ground he was actually able to see her… "PANTIES!"(he squeaked lowly and with a very high voice) She turned around sweepingly so he had a good look onto her… …! (She was actually wearing a Tanga… You shouldn´t try to sleep in it… it is NOT COMFORTABLE… XP)

His head shot back in a Nosebleed- attack… He would pay her the 5.000 Berries with pleasure! Robin chuckled by the bleeding cook- san on the floor and also went back to sleep.

XXX

The door of the bibliotheca was closed but a small light was to be seen under it. He opened the door and slipped silently into the room. The Marimo was sitting on the desk in the middle of the room…

???

Reading a book? He sneaked over his shoulder. The shit- head didn´t respond, concentration completely on the book.

Sanji suddenly snapped it out of his hands.

The Marimo jumped and the chair fell down to the floor noisily.

"What the- shit- cook!!!" he hissed with a deep, dangerous voice. "Who is going to kill who by heart- attack?! Oi, give it back!"

"What is this, Marimo? Didn´t even know Marimos were able to read!" the cook chuckled.

I said GIVE. THAT. BACK!" the green- haired man growled.

What is it… let´s see…- NO!!" Sanji started laughing.

"Oi! What´s so funny? It´s an adventure!" the Marimo yelled and snatched the book out of Sanjis shaking hands. His cheeks flushed pink.

"An adventure, yeah, of course it is! ~Loving hearts deep in the forest of pink pleasure~ It´s a porno, Marimo- nothing else!"

"It. Is. No. PORNO, you shitty pervert!" the swordsman yelled angrily.

"It´s an adventure… with… kind of… romantic scenes in it…" he stuttered and blushed deep red. "it´s interesting… kind of…"

Sanji looked at him with a puzzled expression- and started again laughing.

The Marimo snorted angrily and stomped out of the room.

After that night he didn´t talk to him for about 3 days… and Sanji hated it!

Sanji was pissed, Sanji was bored and he REALLY hated to be ignored, even it was just the shitty swordsman!

At the third day Sanji had enough of it. After breakfast he walked down to the bibliotheca and grabbed the book the swordsman was reading in out of the shelve and started reading by himself. As much as he could say it was a good book. Sometimes he borrowed some books from Robin and this also could have been one of it hadn´t there been this stupid title.

It was about a man and a woman trapped in a dark forest. First they didn´t like each other but after Wolves and black knights and other problems on their way they fell in love with each other. It actually WAS an adventure- book but the story of the two people falling for each other and how they were falling- all the reasons and the deep friendship was standing in front of the whole story…. And also the sudden death of the woman at the end of it… Sanji looked at the last page and the last sentence…

~She was gone… And he followed…~

Horrified gasping he closed the book noisily and stared at it for some moments. Then he stood up with the book still in his hands and walked up on deck. There he just turned to the left side and walked to the railing.

The grass-head was taking a nap, leaning against the mast as he heard Sanji walking up on deck into the bright sunlight. He cracked one eye open just to see the man with the book in his hands walking fast to the railing. Now he was completely awake. He jerked and jumped up.

"Hey- hey, shit- cook! What are you-" but it was too late.

Sanji ignoring him completely raised his arm with the book in his hand and threw it with all his might out on to the open sea. As wide as he was able to throw it.

Suddenly rough hands grabbed him from behind, turning him around, shaking him not very gently.

"Why did you do that!?!" the green- plant- boy yelled right into his face."Do you plan to get me insane or something?"

Sanji freed himself from the tight grip, slapping his hands away.

"I´ll get you another one!" he yelled back.

I don´t WANT another one!"

Looks like you´ve got no other choice!"

"You shitty IDIOT!" the swordsman growled and unsheathed his swords.

And again- about one second later they were a cloud of legs and swords and ´OUCH´ and ´dart brow´ and ´moss head´ - you know the whole thing… XP…

XXX

After Chopper had yelled and plastered and yelled and bandaged and yelled and salved and AGAIN had yelled, the shitty Marimo ignored Sanji- again- completely.

XXX

One week later

They arrived at a little Island. The village on it had a good sorted book- store and Sanji was able to buy the book he had thrown overboard to replace it for Robin- chwan.

He walked throw the book- store as he suddenly jerked back and hided himself behind a huge bookshelf. The swordsman was standing in front of another shelf with adventure and romantic books. He looked at one of them, holding it in his hands. After that he placed it back to the shelf, counted his money, looked at it again and snorted just to walk out of the store.

Sanjis heart was beating fast- but why? And why did he hide himself?

He walked over to the bookshelf and grabbed the book the swordsman had been interested in.

It was a book about a Samurai who fell in love with a woman who secretly had learned to fight with the two Katana- style. It was a book about honor, truth, friendship and love…

´What else… That´s so him!´ Sanji thought and actually didn´t even notice his own smile about his thoughts.

Sanji turned over to the last page:

Both of them became knights at the King´s castle, married and lived happily ever after…

XXX

The cook sat in the crow´s nest on his night watch turn.

He watched out into the dark, cold night. No cloud and no ship was to be seen. He smoked his third cigarette since he started watching (about 20 minutes ago) and looked up in the bright sky full of stars and a moon shining down to the calm sea.

Suddenly he heard a noise behind his back and turned around. It was the shitty swordsman- with a book in his right hand. The cook turned around to face the calm sea again, blushing lightly.

The swordsman sat down aside him and kept silent. After a while he opened the book and started reading. About one hour later he closed it noisily, staring up to the cooks´ face.

Ten or more minutes (it felt like it for Sanji) passed by in more silence. Finally the moss- head began to speak:

"I found this book on the desk in the bibliotheca. Do you know anything about it?"

Sanji looked at him out of the corner of his right eye and answered slowly:

"Nope, nothing."

"Hm… That´s funny… Robin told me today you were at the book- store, too- just like I was… And it must have been around the same time like me… I´ve also found a new book of the one you thrown away in one of the book- shelves down in the bibliotheca…"

Sanji shrugged. He must have been searching for it… The cook had placed the book as high and as far away as he could…

"…! … Do- do you plan to read it until the end? I mean the replaced one…?" he asked lowly.

The green- haired man looked at him in surprise.

"Why did you actually throw it away? If you had planned to piss me off you-

"You shouldn´t read it any further…" Sanji interrupted.

"…! … Why not?"

"You just shouldn´t and now stop fucking asking me!" the cook repeated.

"…"

Silence again.

"She dies in the end- doesn´t she?"

Now it was the cooks turn to look surprised down to the Marimo who looked at his hands, almost sadly.

"I can stand it- I am not as weak as you think and it is just a book, not the real life…"

"That´s not it!" the cook interrupted harshly.

"But then- what was it?"

"…" Sanji again looked up into the stars.

"Explain or I´ll kick the hell out of you for driving me crazy!" the green haired man grumbled dangerously. Sanji could tell out of the sound of his voice that he had reached his limit of patience.

He sighed.

"It is the last sentence…"

"What? What was it?"

"… It is ~she was gone… and he followed…~"

The swordsman looked at him in disbelief and blinked. Then suddenly started laughing.

"What´s so funny, asshole??" Sanji yelled.

"THIS was the reason you made this whole –throw and yell- thing??" he placed his left hand on his aching stomach and whipped away a tear running down his cheek.

Sanji went bright red.

"Hey- cut that out! YOU are the one telling me about your dead first love! And it is YOU who still isn´t over it!" he almost screamed the words into the Marimos face.

"Yeah- but- hihi- I- I would never suicide myself because of a book, baka!" he really tried to calm himself down…

"I didn´t thought you would… I- I just thought it would hurt you… kind- off…" Sanji stuttered his voice turning more and more lowly.

The salad- head looked at him puzzled but now already calm. Now he was the one who had to ask:

"Why do you care?" serious again- as good as possible…

"You were the one who told me we are Nakama!"

Sanji and the swordsman looked at each other. One minute later the cook recognized that they stared at each other for about a while, blushed and turned away, back to the stars.

"Why do you even read such books… I never expected you to have a sense for romance. And in the middle of the night…"

Now the swordsman blushed.

"It´s not a romantic story. It´s a book about an adventure (Sanji: "Yeah, whatever…"). It – it is a hobby… kind of…"

"Hobby?! I thought Booze and training your ass off and sleep the whole day (Swordsman: "Asshole") would be your hobbies…"

"Sometimes- sometimes that´s not enough… Sometimes I´m bored… Just training and sleeping- who can live like that? And out on the ocean without a change or something for about days or weeks or even month…"

"…! … And why in the middle of the night?"

"YOU should know the best! YOU were the one laughing at me reading a romantic story…"

his eyes widened and he blushed again deeply up to his ears and smashed his right hand up on his mouth. What did he just say? He waited for the crap- cook starting to laugh again- but he kept silent.

The cook looked at him with a weird expression in his face.

"I´m sure no one would laugh." He finally said. "And if- why do you care? I was the biggest hurdle for you to get over- wasn´t I?"

Since the swordsman looked at him he was almost able to see him thinking the whole situation over.

"Don´t hurt yourself, Marimo" he said teasingly and chuckled.

"YOU- " the swordsman started. But then he looked at the book in his hands and let it go.

"Aah- forget it! It´s too late today! I´ll kick your ass right into the ocean tomorrow morning." he said, stood up and walked to the door. There he stopped, turned around and said:

"Thanks!" just to walk out of the room.

The cook turned around again- lightning a cigarette and watching the stars…

The next few days you could see the Marimo sitting in the sunshine after his training with a book in his hands. Franky tried to tease him and Luffy… Well- he was Luffy and so the Marimo didn´t even notice the stupid questions…

After that book another one followed… and another… and another… He didn´t read as much as Robin did but sometimes when they were out at sea for a long while another book followed…

But he never touched the replaced book again…