"Are you thinking of coming out of the bathroom any time soon you moron cook!" Zoro shouts, his fist slamming against the door. When there was no reply he sighs and glances at the rest of the crew who all seemed troubled.

After the younger cook had seen them, talked to them, they had all gathered inside of the galley hoping that the moron would feel more comfortable there. They all had their special place inside of the sunny and for the cook it was the galley, at first the cook was calm, he quickly gathered some ingredients slightly humming to himself as he started to prepare something for his well his future crew.

Zoro and the rest of the crew –except for Luffy of course who was eagerly waiting for his meal- exchanged worried looks but soon after Sanji seemed fully calm in his own element all of them slowly started to relax.

But all hell broke loose when the cook looked in to the fridge.

The blond suddenly freaked out and dashed out of the kitchen without saying word, Zoro quickly followed after him but before he could reach the dumbass cook he had already locked himself in to the bathroom.

The rest of the crew quickly gathered after, it was only after Robin gave him a bottle of sake that Zoro realized what had happened. The bottle was his favorite brand and there was a little note on it saying: "For moron marimo," and there was a tiny doodle of a heart at the end of the sentence. Honestly Zoro had no idea how the shit-cook saw the heart in such a short time, it was barely noticeable.

But in the end all of the crew had understood why Sanji had locked himself in and they had tried to make him come out ever since. Zoro frowned as he glanced at the bottle once again.

Was it really that frightening to be in a relationship with him?


His hands pulling on his blond hair, Sanji looks in to the mirror. He could hear Zoro shouting at him, telling him to come out, but he just couldn't. This was not normal, having a relationship with Zoro was not normal, none of this was normal!

Sanji closed his eyes as he took in a deep breath. He needed to calm down, he was calm until he found that shitty note. Of course he recognized the brand of the marimo's favorite sake but putting hearts at ends of notes was totally new to him. He slowly backed away from the mirror and rest his back against the bathroom door.

Obviously he had nothing against having a relationship with the swordsman but after the reactions that his marimo gave him, it seemed a little odd that in the future they would be a couple. Sanji was just shocked that's all and confused, he just wanted everything to turn back to normal.

"Sanki-kun? Could you come out?"

Sanji flinched when he heard the angelic voice calling out to him. He gulped and slowly got up, it would be rude not to answer a lady. He opened the door slightly looking at the ground, he made a fool out of himself and the worst part he worried his crew for nothing.

"Yes Nami-swan?" he answered, taking a step forward.

A sigh came from Nami-swan and she smiled, extending her hand towards him. "Are you feeling better now?"

He took her hand. Gently stroking it, he noticed the difference about the petite hand that he was so accustomed to. Her fingers had grown longer and her palms were more calloused. The cook raised his curly eyebrow at the discovery. Wondering about what his crew had to endure to throughout the future; he eyes the swordsman who had a clean cut above his eye.

In this future Sanji had a relationship with Zoro. It was unbelievable but true. And what did Aoi had to do with any of it? How did she fit in this weird time swap thing? Was she an enemy or a friend? Was the Sanji from this time sent to the past? A smile creep up his lips, that encounter would be amusing to watch. His smile stills as the worse question of all pop in to his mind.

Was this future even real?

"Sanji?"

It's his Captain's voice. He sounds worried. Sanji should reply him. Or at least not. Before his hands start to shake he slowly put Nami-san's hand down. He didn't want to let go. He didn't want to be here. He wanted to be in his time with his marimo. Even thought that the past marimo hated him, Sanji could change that. He could make this future a reality of the past.

"I'm okay captain, sorry for worrying you guys." Giving his future captain a warm smile, he turned towards the swordsman who was bluntly avoiding eye contact. "With your permission could I have a word with the marimo. In private."

Seeming to understand the message, the crew slowly emptied the hall. Looking uncomfortable under his own skin, Zoro continuously scratched the back of his head. Sanji walked towards him, stopping at arm's length, he crossed his arms in front of him. Tapping his foot nervously, he tried not to smirk like an idiot at the marimo's cuteness.

"So," Sanji began, hoping that the swordsman would be quick with his explanation. "How did this happen?"

"How did…What happen?"

Sanji sighed. Of course the marimo wouldn't get it. He aggressively pointed at the green haired bastard and then at himself, trying to explain his point. He could literally see the bulb lighting in the future Zoro's head as he finally understood. Zoro raised an eyebrow.

"How long from the past are you?"

"The last thing I remember, you were acting like a homophobic bastard. Just tell me what happened."

"I can't tell you."

That was the last straw. Sanji's nostrils flare as the anger starts to bubble up inside him. He was sick and tired of this green idiot. He gritted his teeth. His leg twitching, he took out a cigarette and placed it between his cracked lips.

Sanji didn't even bother to ask Zoro for an answer again. The calming sensation of nicotine filling his lungs, he lifts his leg. Before he took a swing, he knew that Zoro was going to stop him. This was the future after all and Sanji was still too weak to take on this marimo. But he took a shot anyway. He needed a punching bag to fully calm his wrecked nerves down.

Sadly for him, his leg his held by the swordsman's hand before it can make its target. Zoro squeezes his ankle hard enough for Sanji to let out a sharp cry. He's not use to this. He's not use to Zoro actually having enough power to hurt him. Closing his eyes, he swallowed. He would never let out such a shameful noise again. Especially not in front of the swordsman. His heart beating madly in his chest, he murmured.

"Just tell me."

Letting out a loud sigh, Zoro let's Sanji's leg drop to the ground.

"Fine, just don't freak out okay?" Sanji's nod goes unnoticed as Zoro glanced at the floor. "You killed me."

Sanji's jaw dropped and his eyes widened. That was impossible. Zoro was here. In front of him. Living and breathing. Strong as a million men. Surely he miss heard the swordsman. Right?

Right?

I am so so so sorry for the long wait. But I did not abandon my story. If you wanna blame anything blame supernatural! This is a slow and short chapter and I deeply apologize for that. The last sentence will make sense in future chapters. And in the next chapter you will see the future Sanji trying to manipulate some situations to his own benefit as the 19 year old Sanji is just trying to figure what the hell is going on!

I will have a next chapter up by yesterday if I don't, I was either in the hospital or dead. (or studying , either way if I don't have a new chapter come and save me)

Thank you for the reviews, follows and favorites! YOU GUYS ARE THE BEST AND I DON'T DESERVE YOU! I am so sorry... *rolls away with full on awkwardness*