Take You In Drabbles

Pairing: Sanzo UssopKaya Franky/Brooks Ace/Smoker

Disclaimer: All one piece characters belong to Oda

Italic: Character Personal thoughts

Bold: Flashbacks

These are going to be little stories following "Take You In" Hope you like

Sanji knew from the moment he woke up it as going to be a horrible day. For one, no matter what he did his hair wouldn't stay where he wanted it to stay, he forgot to iron cloths and couldn't in the morning because the Marimo caught a small cold and needed some medicine and taking care of before he left to go to work, he also reached work late because of his bad morning. It was raining when he reached work (the Grand line climate is so unpredictable), so he got soaked going from the car to the restaurant. Not to mention it was a full house and was busy all day, he even miss his lunch break. Just horrible!

But none of that made his day worse than when he was taking out the garbage and finds a little boy looking for food. It was so shocking to see this little boy at the back of his building, looking so hungry that Sanji stopped to just look. It reminded him of himself, when his father fell into depression and he had to try to keep them both alive.

Putting down the garbage bag, the blonde cook slowly walked to the unsuspecting boy who was looking into some leftover, some dogs most likely took out from the garbage.

"You hungry?"

The small boy who couldn't be any older than 13 looked up at Sanji, but what the blonde didn't expect was for the boy to almost sneer at him, showing most of his teeth. His gaze strong, as to say "back off!"

"If you are, I have some food for you." Sanji answered calmly as he took out one of his cancer sticks and tucked it between his lips. He knew better than to smoke in front of a child, but seeing the little boy and the memories were making him want to light it so badly.

The small boy with brown hair seemed shocked for second before all the fake bravado melted off. "If…If you don't mind, please."

It wasn't long till the little boy sitting next to Sanji by the restaurant stairs haven eaten all his food was now happy. "So kid, what are you doing in the streets alone?"

The boy pouted for a second before looking up at Sanji. "I…I ran away from home."

"Why would you do that?" Sanji asked trying to sound calm, not wanting to jump into the boy's life to fast and scare the boy off.

"I didn't get what I wanted for my birthday, so I ran away."

Sanji lit is cancer stick. He closed his eyes as he sighed, smoke following his breath, "Was it worth it?" The boy looked at the cook with questioning eyes. Without looking at the boy Sanji continued. "To go hungry, and homeless?"

The boy turned his head away, tears starting to form at the end of his eyes. "No."

"For how long have you been missing?"

"Two days…"

"Do you really want to live like this? Not knowing when your next meal will come. How to find shelter from the rain and snow that will start soon?" Sanji looked down at the boy. "Don't you miss you mom?"

The little boys lip quivered. "I miss her…I want my mom." He whispered, a silent tear making its way down his cheek.

Standing up Sanji took out his cell phone. "I want you to call her, let her know where you are alright? That you will be going home and will not do this again. Because you never know when will be the last time you will see her."

Taking the phone on his small hands,the boy dialed his mothers number and within an hour a lady showed up, cried, thanked Sanji and left.

Sanji reached home, it was a busy day; his feet where hurting and he had a slight headache. He made his way to the kitchen, putting some water to boil to make some tea as he undressed. Hearing a light snore Sanji went to check on Zoro, haven't left him with a slight cold.

Sanji chuckled when he looked over his sofa, only to see a pile of blankets. The only evidence of something underneath it being the bump, the rise and fall of the cats breathing, and the tail that never stayed under the sheets.

Taking the green tail Sanji tucked it under the mountains of blankets. He drew back the blanket over Zoro's face to check his slight fever, pressing his hand on the cats forehead, cheek and neck Sanji found him warmer than he should be, but better than this morning. Zoro's face was still flushed; his face a light red, but Sanji knew by tomorrow the Marimo should be feeling better.

With that in mind Sanji placed the covers over Zoro again. Smiling to himself Sanji went to prepare his drink.

Sanji knew this was going to happen. The moment he laid down and his eyes drifted close even though he didn't want to but exhausting winning over, unwanted memories started making its way into Sanji's dream.

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Zoro woke up feeling sweaty and hot. His head was pounding him for sleeping so much, but he still felt tired and his eyes felt heavy. Pushing the blankets off his heated skin, he decided to get some water, his throat feeling a little raspy. Before he even made it to the kitchen the cat's ears twitched as he heard a low whine.

On light feet and hands (because of the way he walked) Zoro made his way to Sanji's room. He slowly opened the door, cursing himself when the door let out a small squeak. Releasing the handle Zoro curiously went to Sanji's bed side.

Sanji was on his side, back facing Zoro, his hands hugging himself as he murmured something in his sleep. Because of his hearing Zoro was able to catch a few incoherent lines, "Help me…Dad, I can't…I didn't eat either…

Zoro was contemplating waking Sanji, but he knew the blonde was tired and waking him would do more harm than good. Pushing what he took little pride on, Zoro climbed into Sanji's bed. Lying down behind the cook, Zoro snuggled on the blondes back. Sanji's scent taking over his senses. He hadn't noticed how much he liked Sanji's smell, It could be because of the fish smell he thought to himself, but none the less he loved the blondes scent.

Pressing his small frame onto Sanji's, Zoro noticed as Sanji's stiff back and muscles relaxed and his murmuring slowed down. A smile formed on the cat's lips knowing he was helping Sanji, even if the blonde didn't know it, it didn't matter to him. He was helping Sanji and that was enough.

Even with tired eyes and Sanji's body adding more heat to Zoro's already hot skin, he stayed the night awake to make sure Sanji slept well. He didn't want Sanji to have bad dreams.

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Sanji woke up the next morning, feeling refreshed. Weird.

The blonde swore he would have nightmares. Sitting up, Sanji stretched his aching muscles, his hands going down next to him. Feeling something warm Sanji looked down to see his bed sheet covers. He hovered his hands a few inches from the warmth next to him before passing his hands over the area again, a puzzled expression on face. This is to warm…I would have had to slept here the night for it to feel this way.

Moving to get out of bed, he also notice his back felt warm too. It wasn't an unpleasant heat, it was a comfortable warmth. Almost a cuddling warmth.

Going to the living room Sanji went to the couch, where a certain cat was asleep sheets on the floor. He looked at Zoro's still flushed face. Smiling Sanji stroked his green spiky hair.

Thank you Marimo

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