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Wahh! Short short SHOOORT! I'm sorry, you guys deserve more than this, but I was seriously struggling with this chapter so I just had to get it out of the way.

-PD

After Usopp had left, Sanji went right back to stroking Zoro's head. He decided that he didn't care what that dumb sniper said. In fact, he'd be damned if he let the ugly bastard affect him. After that last thought, Sanji gripped Zoro's hair a little to tightly, awakening the first mate. Zoro groaned and his lids fluttered open.

"Zoro?" Sanji asked cautiously, straightening his back a little and tightening his hold on the green fuzz that was Zoro's hair.

"Ita!" Zoro exclaimed softly, making Sanji release his hold, but his hand remained in place. "Sanji?" Zoro lifted his hand to his face and rubbed his eyes. "Nngh…feel like a building…fell on me again."

Sanji sweat-dropped, "Ah…"

Zoro sat up, the blanket that was covering his naked form sliding down to his lap. He rubbed his eye as he groggily asked, "Why's your hand on my head, baka-cook." Sanji withdrew it, pretending like his face wasn't on fire from embarrassment. Zoro didn't seem to care though, so Sanji decided that he wouldn't either. That was until Zoro noticed something.

"UWAH! Why the hell am I naked, aho Love-Cook!?" Zoro scrambled to wrap the blanket around his waist, his face turning a lovely shade of crimson.

"Well…" Sanji really—and I mean really—wanted to tease Zoro about the blush, but he figured that other things were more important at the moment.

When Sanji didn't come back at him with a biting insult Zoro's mild anger turned into confusion. "What happened?"

"You…uhh…" Sanji wasn't quite sure how well the you-were-turned-into-a-dog-lost-your-human-memories-and-then-turned-into-a-werewolf-thing-and-attacked-a-whole-fleet-of-underwater-pirates-before-passing-out-in-my-arms approach would work, but he'd have to give it a shot, sans the last six words if course.

"Well, you were—"

"Zoro! You're awake!" Luffy came bounding up the stairs and was now squatting next to Zoro with a hand on his hat. "You were AWE~SOME!"

"What?"

"Ahh, Zoro! You're human again." Usopp, along with Chopper, came up the stairs shortly after Luffy had.

"What are you talking about? Tche, last thing I remember was playing that stupid truth-or-dare game." Zoro ran a hand through his hair, subconsciously pulling the blanket further up his torso, like he was trying to hide form the awkward situation.

"Hmm…it seems like your losing consciousness also caused my serum to cease to be affective…" Chopper sighed with an air of disappointment.

"Ehh?" Zoro was looking at them all as if they had gone off their rocker.

"Baka-Marimo. You're too young for senility."

"Shut up! Aho love-cook…" Sanji lifted his leg to deliver a firm kick to Zoro's head, but Zoro backed up and whimpered pitifully against the wall. The blanket magically staying in place, for the most part. It covered the embarrassing bits.

"Huh?" Sanji lowered his foot, "What's the matter with you? I though you were back to normal."

"My potion seems to still be in his system." Chopper sighed again, this time in relief, "So it wasn't completely useless. It seems to activate whenever Zoro feels threatened."

"That reminds me. Chopper, why did you create this…drug." Sanji had gone over to Zoro and was patting his head again as Zoro's whimpers decreased. His hand was eventually shoved off but not before the entire crew had turned their heads towards the now very shy reindeer, so no one but Sanji got to see Zoro blush for the second time that day.

"Well, uh…I created it to help improve fighting abilities by invoking inner animal instincts. It was also supposed to improve the user's physical performance. Kind of like a steroid, but…"

"Seems like it reacted in the literal sense. How unusual, not to mention highly improbable." Robin commented.

Chopper nodded his head in agreement. "The man I bought the ingredients from had said his products worked miracles, but I thought he just meant miracles that were purely medicinal. I didn't realize that the products' descriptions had been literal and not metaphorical. Whoops. Eh heh heh…" Chopper laughed nervously, shrinking away from a fuming Zoro.

"I'm sure," Robin continued, taking the attention off the terrified doctor, "if it ever were to be perfected, it could go for a pretty penny. Wouldn't you agree, Navigator-san?" Nami put a thoughtful hand to her chin and closed her eyes, reopening them to reveal glowing belli signs. The entire crew discouraged her unvoiced idea.

"But it's still in its experimental stage." Chopper added disdainfully, now hiding behind Robin. "I would test it on Zoro again—" Zoro's 'Oi!' seemed to go unnoticed, "—but he already has it in his system, I would have to give him some sort of reversal drug before I could do that…Unless someone else would be willing to test it for me!" Chopper looked around the crew, hope shimmering in his big adorable eyes.

Robin patted him on the head after he began to tear when no one offered to be his test subject. "Why don't you get to work on your experiments Doctor-san, and we'll see when you're done?" Chopper accepted this and skipped off to his 'laboratory' to get right back to work. The rest of the crew dispersed throughout the ship while Sanji stayed with Zoro, trying to get him back into his regular frame of mind.

"Oi, shitty Marimo." Zoro's ears started to grow back and his eyes seemed to gloss over.

"Aho shitty swordsman! Snap out of it!" Zoro's tail grew out from under the blanket and fur was starting to sprout on his arms and by his tail.

Sanji grabbed his shoulders, it was time to try a different tactic "Zoro," he gritted his teeth, "p-please. I-I'm s…soorrrr……I'm sorr..ry." Sanji felt like he was going to puke, "P-Please stop." Zoro's transformation halted. 'Huh, odd.' Sanji thought. "Oi, Zoro, you in there?"

Zoro smiled and nuzzled the crook of Sanji's neck. Sanji could hear his tail thumping on the wood of the ship.

"I guess not." Sanji heaved a sigh and scratched behind Zoro's ears. "Oi, Usopp!"

Usopp came up the steps to see Sanji gently pushing against a very persistent, still very naked, Zoro, who seemed to just want attention. Usopp tried, and failed, to stifle a laugh. "Wha-what do you w-waahaha," Usopp took several breaths before trying to talk again. When he looked back at Sanji, who's face was being licked mercilessly by Zoro's long tongue, he could contain himself no longer and was rolling around the deck.

"Usopp. I didn't call you here…" Sanji looked up at Usopp, intent to kill written all over his face, "to laugh at me."

"Yiiiii!" Usopp was up and standing as fast as he could, the upper half of his body stiff as a board, I'm sure you can take a stab at what his knees were doing, it was nothing new. "W-W-What is it?" The look Sanji had given him had been cold enough to cool Nami's temper. Not the best analogy if you have never been on the receiving end of her wrath, which he had, plenty of times.

"I want you to tailor his pants for his tail, so he doesn't have to walk around completely indecent." Usopp looked down at Zoro—quickly altering his gaze skyward soon after—to see that he'd managed to wriggle out from under the blanket and was now completely exposed. Thankfully Sanji's leg offered a bit of censorship.

Nami, who had decided to take a little lounge time on the lower deck, could hear Sanji obviously trying to convince Zoro of something. The pleading tone in his voice intrigued her and she found herself cautiously making her way upstairs, only to get almost flattened by a pale, sick looking Usopp who'd had his nose pointed skyward, not looking where he'd been going.

"Usopp?"

Usopp spun around and grabbed Nami by the shoulders, finally looking down. "If you value your bento*, then don't go upstairs."

"Huh? Usopp!" Usopp continued to scuttle down the stairs to go find Chopper of Luffy to take his mind off of what he'd just seen. Nami, now completely confused but still very curious, decided that for once she was going to let this go. After all, she had better things to do.

Not long after, Usopp tossed a pair of pants around the corner, ones with a hole in the seat.

"Thanks Usopp!" Sanji called. Zoro had calmed down considerably and was now dozing with his head on Sanji's lap, to the cook's mild distaste, and had his lower half covered with a blanket again. Sanji had been stroking Zoro's head and occasionally gave him a gently scratch behind the ears.

"Oi, Marimo. Got some pants for you." Zoro groggily lifted his head from the cook's lap and let a loud yawn roll out of his mouth. "You back to normal?" Sanji questioned when he saw the uncomfortable, if not slightly confused, expression on Zoro's face.

"Mm." He grunted, taking the pants from Sanji's fist and slipping them on under the blanket before walking off to go do god knows what.

Sanji sat up and rolled a new cigarette and stuck it in his mouth, but he didn't light it. "This makes no sense." He said, staring up at then endless blue sky.

Author's Note

I was sitting at my gate at the air port while I was writing this, and I look up to see this dad with his son that's like under a year old and he's flying him around and tossing him like 2-3 feet in the air and stuff and I seriously afraid he was gonna drop the kid. There was also this guy next to him giving him this priceless look and you could tell he was thinking 'wtf are you doing with your kid!?' pointless little story there that I wanted to share with y'all. I wish I had it on camera…^^;

Well, we have mimifoxlove to thank for getting this up. If it weren't for her I probably would've ditched this story all together ages ago. Thanks for reading this!

*if you value your bento: basically another way of saying 'if you don't wanna loose your lunch'

-PD