"Last call!" the bartender yelled.

There were a few objections in the "All Blue" but other than that everybody started to leave. Including Zoro and Sanji. Zoro was still surprised at how well they got along with each other. After a few drinks Sanji had completely loosened up and started to talk about well…everything. You didn't have to be a genius to see that Sanji was completely drunk, Zoro was just glad he had a high tolerance towards alcohol.

He looked at Sanji that was still slightly giggling, Zoro smiled. If he let the blond go home by himself he would probably get lost.

"So," he said. "Where's your house?"

Zoro tought that he had asked a simple question but Sanji suddenly stopped giggling and stared at him like he said something horrific, then Sanji's eyes widened as he realized he was staring and smirked.

"You're such a gentleman," said Sanji witch a little sarcasm in his voice. "It's this way Marimo-kun." He said pointing to the right and started to walk. Zoro followed him feeling slightly uncomfortable about the sarcasm.

"Don't call me that." He replied.

Zoro didn't like nicknames especially the one Sanji had just given him. What kind of nickname was Marimo-kun? Well he is drunk. He thought to himself. Sanji shrugged obviously not caring of what he thought about the whole nickname situation.

"You look like you were popular in high school," he said finally, Zoro looked at him with confusion then he continued. "You probably gave a lot of nicknames to your classmates. Am I wrong?"

Zoro wanted to pass the "high school" subject right away. It wasn't a safe topic and Sanji was drunk. He might get the wrong idea and go berserk if he remembered Zoro. He tried to play it cool and answered him keeping his voice normal as possible.

"Did you had any nicknames?"

He was surprised to see Sanji smiling when he turned to face him.

"It wasn't quite a nickname but one person always called me a slut."

Zoro shivered as he remembered a faint sentence that he said 6 years before "Do this Sanji Or I'll tell everybody of how a slut you are" Zoro couldn't believe it Sanji was talking about him! Could it be that he remembered him? No that was impossible than Sanji would've ran away already or punched him.

He looked at Sanji once again even if he was smiling there was a sad tone in his voice. He wasn't happy and Zoro had no idea what to say to him. Sanji lighted a cigarette and took a deep breath. He then looked forward and continued.

"That person molested me in high school making me experience hell."

There was no doubt about it, Sanji was talking about him. But why? According to Sanji they had just met. Why would he tell such private things to a person he just met. But it was certain he had to say something or it would be too suspicious. He could sense that Sanji was staring at him right now so he tried to act like he was totally oblivious.

"That's terrible." He said pointing the obvious.

When he heard Sanji laugh he looked at him with concern. What kind of laugh was that? It certainly wasn't the happy kind. It was more like "I'm in pain so I'm laughing out of pure awkwardness."

"The ironic part was," he said still slightly giggling. "I had a crush on the person who molested me."

What? Zoro's pulse quickened how could it be? Sanji had a crush on him? He felt even more terrible now. If he had known that Sanji had a crush on him maybe he would've leave him alone. Then he suddenly realized a fact, making him sweat. He always had known that Sanji had a crush on him. Wasn't that the main points he molested him? He shook his head it couldn't be. Why would he do something so sickening? If he just could remember, if he could just give Sanji an answer he would feel a lot better.

Zoro felt a pull on his sleeve, tearing him from his thoughts. Sanji pointed to the building that was right next to them.

"This is where we part away." And he started to walk towards the door leaving Zoro by himself.

Zoro knew that if he let him go now he could never see the blond man again. He didn't want this to be a goodbye. He wanted to hug the man and beg for his forgiveness. He wanted to give him a reason for the molesting.

Just when Sanji was about to open the door he stopped him holding him firmly from his arm. Sanji raised his eyebrow.

"What are you doing?"

"Not letting you go." He replied sick of all the acting.

"I thought," Sanji smiled slyly. "We were strangers."

He knew! Zoro let go of Sanji taking a few steps back. Was this drunken talk? No it couldn't be. Right now Sanji was aware of what he was saying. This was the first time Zoro felt so confused that he wanted to run away from here as fast as possible. But no, this was no time to be a coward.

"I-I'm," Zoro said swallowing hardly. He knew a plain sorry couldn't make it up to him. He was just about to continue Sanji's eyes widened with shock.

"Zoro look ou-"

The last thing Zoro could see was Sanji running towards him with concern the rest was black.

End cut! Thank for reading so far and for the reviews ^^ sorry for any grammar mistakes and I hoped you liked this chapter as well. Until next time byee :D