AN:I'm very shy about this one, so if you have something you want to say please use constructive criticism, I kind of like my self-confidence alive, struggling to survive is hard enough without someone beating you, yeah?;3
Sanji's shift started at six for his trial run at the bar, he really hoped it wouldn't always be like this, he felt absolutely awful for asking Nami if she minded serving the roast he made to everyone else.
He leaned against the huge bar that took over the length of an entire wall. bar was an interesting one, Sanji had decided. It was a huge bar with two levels, the bottom level had the actual bar and littered with booths and comfortable lounging chairs. The upper level had some poker tables and pool tables and the such. It was a nice place, it felt classy and its charm made up for its lack of a modern touch.
It wasn't that busy but there was a decent amount of people in, all talking and laughing quietly, a couple of them drinking alone. It was a mellow place, very calm and quiet, some jazz playing in the background.
He was a little disappointed that none of the fine ladies decided to sit at the bar, and he already got in trouble, multiple times now, for "ignoring" the male customers at the bar. He wasn't ignoring them! He was just making sure that he was available when a lady came up, the male idiots could wait like a gentleman should!
He sighed again and played with a glass. It was kind of boring most of the time, he made a drink and talked a little with the women that came up, but it was over too soon and he was left wasting is skills on the rest of the oafs.
"Hard day cook-San?"
"Not anymore~!" Sanji suddenly perked up and grinned brightly into the dark eyes of his angel that had come to grace him with her wonderful presence then he spotted...it.
He frowned slightly then turned back to Robin, "Could I get you something my dear?"
"Perhaps something light?"
"Of course madam." he bowed slightly and quickly and expertly made a light mixed drink. "Your drink." he bowed again for more effect.
"Thank you." she sipped her drink and made a small appreciative noise. Sanji beamed and wiped the counter just so he could avoid looking at the eyesore standing awkwardly near his angel.
"Oi."
Ignore him.
"OI."
He's not really there, its an awful hallucination.
"New guy! Are you ignoring customers again?" one of the other bar tenders called to him.
"He's not a customer."
"Fuck you curly brow!"
"Sir, if you start a disturbance I'm afraid I'll have to ask you to leave." Sanji said coolly, looking over Zoro's shoulder, not once meeting his eyes.
"You trying to start something asshole?"
"Also, if you aren't going to order anything I'll have to ask you to make room at the bar."
"Just get me a beer fuck face."
Sanji went out of his way to get the cheapest beer that tasted awful and grabbed one that hasn't been cooled.
Zoro grumbled a lot, swearing mainly, when Sanji handed him the warm bottle, all fake smiles.
Robin suppressed a small laugh and Sanji returned his attention fully to her.
"So what is the occasion that you have chosen to gift all these people with your beauty?"
"We just wanted to see how you were settling into your job." She smiled and put a slight emphasis on we.
"Well it is a little boring..." Sanji muttered giving a slight pout.
Zoro snorted.
Sanji narrowed his eyes at him, "Got something to say marimo?" he said tensely.
Zoro looked back with a cold and angry glare.
"Yeah, how about you stop your whining princess."
"What did you just call me?"
"Nothing that isn't true."
"I'm going to kick your ass!"
"Bring it!"
"Oi, take this outside before someone calls the cops." the other bartender called pointing to the side exit.
Sanji gave one last glare before he stepped outside, challenging Zoro to just try and follow him. He heard heavy footsteps behind him.
Zoro followed Sanji outside into a dark alley, not too big, but big enough. He took note of his surroundings, the dumpster to his left, the fence to his right, as Sanji lit a cigaret.
He stood there a moment, slowly blowing out smoke before he suddenly turned and shot a kick at his chest, Zoro expected this and easily blocked.
"Why do you always have to be fucking prick?"
"Why do you have to be so goddamn annoying?" Zoro went for a punch in the side, Sanji brought up a leg and Zoro quickly changed his course to avoid getting his arm broken.
"Fuck you! I wasn't even talking to you! Why do you even care?"
"Because you fucking asshole! You can do it better and you know it! So get off your fucking high horse and be grateful you got a job!"
"What do you know? I am grateful for getting this job! doesn't change the fact I'd rather do something else!"
Zoro grabbed a fist full of Sanji's shirt, yanking him closer.
"You can do whatever you want and you know it! Stop acting so pathetic! You don't need me to pay for you! So stop acting like a weak little shit that needs someone to give them a job, needs someone to pay their rent, needs someone to beat some fucking sense into you! Your above that so cut it the fuck out!"
Shit what did he just say? He released Sanji a little bit and dropped his gaze.
In his moment of hesitation he was violently shoved at the wall and Sanji pinned him there, his wrists on either side of his face held by Sanji's hands.
Shocked, Zoro looked at Sanji's face, trying to read what he was doing. Sanji was just looking at him contemplatively, slight suspicion in his eyes.
He leaned a little closer to Zoro's face, still just observing him, maybe a little angrily.
Zoro blinked and tried to pull his head back and succeeded in hitting his head. Sanji's hands left his wrists, his left pressing his chest back into the wall, the right by the bottom hem of his shirt.
What was he doing? This wasn't supposed to happen! Ever! The first time he ever even dreamed of this he shoved it to the back of his head, tried so hard to forget it! Sanji wasn't like that! Sanji hated him!
Sanji started to pull up his shirt a little bit, exposing a sliver of his stomach to the cold air around them. His hand went under his shirt, slowly spreading the fingers out on his stomach and sliding over to his side, feeling him out. Zoro couldn't suppress a shiver and he tried to look at Sanji's eyes again.
His head was tilted down, watching his hand.
This shouldn't be happening! Sanji would regret it later, deny it! This should not happen! Its not supposed to happen!
He grabbed Sanji's right wrist and tried to form words, wait and stop. Two simple words that his brain and mouth couldn't seem to process. Shit!
Sanji's other hand slid to the left side of his chest and gave a small groping squeeze.
Shit! He shouldn't want it that much! Not from Sanji! He tightened his grip on Sanji's right hand slightly as he arched of the wall.
He didn't mean to do that! Say stop now! Why was Sanji still doing this?
He looked into Sanji's eyes, trying to at least commune through his eyes somehow. His half lidded eyes met Sanji's heated and strong stare. He felt his resolve disintegrate, if only a small amount, but enough to release Sanji's hand and just look into unreadable blue eyes.
Sanji put his right hand on the wall, still staring deeply into his eyes his right knee rose between his legs, pressing lightly on his crotch.
Zoro shivered unintentionally and leaned back more. Sanji's left hand snaked up his chest to his chin, holding it firmly. He pulled Zoro's head forward as he leaned down towards him.
The door back to the bar creaked open suddenly and that stupid bartender stuck his head out. Sanji jumped back, away from Zoro. That shouldn't feel as disappointing as it did.
The other man barely even blinked at the...interesting position he and Sanji were just in. "The cops are here. Your friend went out to talk to them, you can just go home, your shifts almost over anyways."
Sanji nodded and started fixing his shirt and dusting off his pants. Zoro blinked a couple of times then started messing with his own clothes. Sanji started walking out of the alley to the street, Zoro trailing behind.
Once they were on the street they saw Robin speaking to an officer. Once she saw them she pointed them out. Zoro dug his hands in his pockets and walked over with Sanji to his side.
He quietly said the story Nami made him and Sanji remember, they were roommates and spared a lot to let out some frustration, they weren't hurt and apologize for the disturbance.
The officer nodded and told them to leave it for the gym or at home. They agreed and stood around while the cops left.
Robin turned around and gave them a huge grin. Zoro blinked at her and took a step back. She never fully smiled. Never!
"Interesting night, wouldn't you agree?"
"W-what do you mean?" Sanji stuttered out, his entire face paling.
"I'm just happy you guys seemed to make up your differences." she smiled again, more of her normal smile.
"I don't know who told you that but that's absurd! I don't think I could ever get along with that cabbage head!" Sanji and Robin started walking to her car, Sanji still yelling things wrong about Zoro.
Zoro hung behind, walking very slowly, watching Sanji. Was that it? Was the moment gone forever now? Sanji would just forget it and Zoro would be stuck being harshly pulled into his fantasies then thrown right back out? Right when he though he could finally forget about it?