AN: Next chapter up. It's utterly silly, mostly because I'm in a funny mood because I should really be working on a presentation for Friday but haven't done anything yet. I'm starting to see a pattern here. Whenever I'm procrastinating university work I get down to writing on my fics. Good for my writing, bad for uni... Anyway, thanks for the reviews, and more are always appreciated. Also we're halfway their 'cause there'll be at the very most two more chapters. I'm not very good with plots so I'll mostly stick to drabbles. I still hope you enjoy it. Here goes.
After lashing out at each other for the best part of five minutes Zoro and Sanji had finally calmed down and were now plotting on how to go about their next attempt at flirting.
"So, do we stick to our merchant ship story or do we just admit to being pirates?" Sanji asked.
"I'm not sure, either" Zoro admitted "I mean, they didn't even believe us and I'm sure most of them won't. In fact," he continued "the only ones who are bound to believe us'll be some bounty hunters, and I swear if I'm bothered by them on my night off, there will be casualties!"
Sanji snorted into his glass. They were both terribly on edge. Any kind of fight they had come across in the last couple of weeks had been so violent that even Luffy had given them a sideways look after the last one, seemingly a little shocked by their recklessness. Actually, he had just given Sanji that look, because Zoro was known to butcher his opponents but Sanji prided himself in having a little more style than that. Well, usually. He really needed to get laid.
"What about those ones over there?" Zoro pulled Sanji from his thoughts gesturing to two women, both badly died blonds with their backs turned to the pirates.
Sanji took a closer look, then snapped at Zoro "Those are guys, you moron!"
The swordsman turned beat red in less than a second. "WHAT?" he splattered. "Well, you must know!" He caught himself again "They just looked easy, is al...l" He was clearly embarrassed, Sanji could tell, and rightly so.
"I thought you'd be useful, but that's just disgusting!" Zoro was to embarrassed to reply.
The cook sighed exasperatedly to try to calm himself and then suggested "Look, there's another two girls standing over their. Nothing special, but that should make it easier. You..." he pointed his finger accusingly at Zoro "stay here, I'll bring them back over!"
Zoro, realising that his face was still as red as a tomato, didn't complain and instead ordered another drink.
Sanji took another few calming breaths and then sauntered over to the two women.
Nami watched with a little relief that Sanji was now making his way over to two young women who were standing in a corner deep in conversation. Feeling that she could allow for a little fun for herself and Robin she turned back to the dark haired woman across from her.
After only a little while into their conversation the archaeologist got the feeling that her Nakama seemed somehow distracted. "Is everything alright, navigator-san?"
"Hah?" Nami snapped back to reality "Oh, Robin, sorry!" She leaned closer to Robin and the other woman did the same understanding that Nami wanted to share something with her without anyone overhearing. "Don't turn around, but at the table behind you there are two ditzes which are incredibly annoying."
"Yes," Robin chuckled lightly at the Navigator's irritation. "I have noticed them as well. They truly seem rather dense and immensely loud. But don't let yourself be annoyed by women like that."
"Yes, sorry Robin. Tell me again, what you were just saying." She gave the two scantily clad women behind her friend one last look and then her attention was back on the conversation with the archaeologist.
Half an hour later the swordsman and cook were back where they had started out the last time, drinking and insulting each other at the bar.
"I just don't believe our luck. And your stupid chivalry, we could have had them!" Zoro ground out at the man sitting next to him on a bar-stool raking through his blond hair.
Sanji looked up at his companion with irritation clearly written across his face. "Oh come on. I didn't see you dragging them upstairs. You know why we couldn't have done it, I give even you the credit of having enough decency for that. Those two were the loveliest girls I've ever met, except for Nami-san and Robin-chan of course."
Zoro snorted, though there was little humour in it. "Yeah, fucking angels. How do we manage it? In a bar like this, to find the two women who might go on to win a medal or some shit for their altruism? I mean seriously. A teacher for small children and a nurse who both do all that charity work?!"
"So, tell me you could've broken either of their hearts just for a little bit of fun."
"Che, not after they started all that one true love bullshit. How could I go and be the one to show them how delusional they are!"
"That's not delusion! Don't go around laughing at other people's dreams just because you'll never have a hope of finding true love!"
The two men glared at eachother only for a second before launching themselves at the adversary for another loud scuffle.
"What the...? They just... How could they... Wha...?!" Nami spluttered to Robin's amusement.
Then the young woman's flustered expression turned into an evil grin that made the archaeologist feel a little uneasy, though she knew it wasn't herself she needed to worry about. For the second time that night Nami leaned over the table to confide in her Nakama. Robin listened intently to what Nami had to say and even had to chuckle a few times. She knew the young woman was really only caring for her crew-mates but she had a very unique way of doing so.
When the plan had been laid out to the dark haired woman Nami leaned back and declared in a loud voice "Ooohhh Onee-san look at those two hot pieces of man-meat over there at the bar."
Robin turned in an overly exaggerated manner to look at her two crewmates quarreling at the bar and thanks to them being too distracted by each other she had no inhibitions to state just as loudly "My my! What an exciting sight, indeed!"
She noticed Nami looking past her, just behind her back and was then given a satisfied smile. So they had their attention.
Nami fained an awestruck gaze. "Look at that blond one. He's so amazingly handsome. But look, he's still really strong!"
"And that young man with green hair that has the lushness of a freshly rained on meadow, he's a swordsman, and you know what they say about swordsmen." Robin answered with an equally awestruck voice, though she had slightly more difficulty with keeping a straight face. That wasn't really necessary though, because her expression wouldn't need to be seen anyway.
"No, Onee-san, I don't, tell me what they say about swordsmen?" Now even Nami wondered whether she was going a little over the top.
"They say," and Robin leaned over the table to seem as though she was being discreet but in fact spoke a little louder, "that they have amazing stamina and impeccable control of their sword!"
The scraping of chairs behind her was confirmation enough that Nami's plan had been successful. And once the eavesdropping females were out of earshot both Nami and Robin could hardly ceep themselves on their seats from laughing.
Zoro and Sanji were so caught up in their fight that they didn't notice the subtle clearing of a throat beside them, the first time. Even the second one went unnoticed. But they did stop in their tracks, Zoro pressing the hilt of his sword into Sanji's cheek and tugging at the other man's clothing with his free hand while Sanji was kneeing him in the gut and pulling at his hair, when a loud and persisting female voice screeched next to them "Oi guys, would you like some company?"
Not letting go of each other Sanji and Zoro gave the two women that had materialised at their side a once over then looked at each other with a smirk that clearly said perfect and then suddenly sprung back into action. Sanji turned to the two with a charming smile. "Of course we'd love you to join us, care for a drink?"
But Zoro was already on it, waving the bartender over to get something for their new companions.
