Koneko
Pairing: Sanzo UssopKaya Franky/Brooks Ace/Smoker Law/kid
Disclaimer: All one piece characters belong to Oda
Italic: Character Personal thoughts
Bold: Flashbacks
Sanji found himself smiling. The world around him a beautiful blue, but best of all he was underwater. Floating in the ocean underwater current, his hair and clothes moving with the ocean stream. Sanji saw distorted sand at the bottom of the sea. Taking a closer look, the chef saw it was a school of fishes. They headed his direction, spinning around him as if playing a game. They swam till disappearing at the surface, where he could see a blinding light.
Opening his eyes slowly, Sanji stretched, hitting the alarm clock, which was what woke him. He didn't know why, but he still had a smile on his face, maybe because he has always been fascinated by water.
Zoro was next to him, sheets over his body covering him until his chest. They finally started to sleep in the same bed again, almost a week now, and he had to say, he couldn't be happier. Sanji wiggled, kicking the sheets of him. Even though it was hot, he knew soon the cold would start. He heard it would probably be one of the coldest winters ever recorded.
"Morning, Marimo."
Seeing Zoro stir, Sanji leaned back, giving Zoro enough room to turn on his back. "Hey." The cat answered lazily. Before speaking again, Sanji stole a quick kiss. "I had a dream." Sanji propped himself on his elbow, "I was swimming with fishes. It was so cool; it was like I could breathe underwater."
"Have any idea why you dreamt that?"
A pause was heard before Sanji spoke up again, "I did cook fish yesterday. Maybe that's what happens." Shrugging, Sanji stood up from the bed. "Marimo, get up. I want us all to eat breakfast together. We haven't in a long time."
Zoro groaned as he placed the pillow over his head. "I don't wonna. I eat lunch and dinner with you guys, I think that's enough." Sanji smiled. Taking his shirt, the cook sat next to Zoro, his hand rubbing Zoro's side. "Come on Marimo. Do it for me." His smile only grew when he saw the other man peek from under his pillow. With a sigh Zoro shifted. "Fine."
Sanji furrowed his eyebrows, his hand slowing down on Zoro's side. He didn't know if he was imagining it, but the cat's side felt thicker? He didn't remember it feeling like this, if anything, it was thin and curved. Now it almost looked like a straight line.
Hearing Zoro grunt, Sanji took his hand off his side. "You feel ok?" He asked when he saw Zoro pinch his nose, close his eyes, and curl under the covers.
"Yeah, just felt lightheaded for a second."
"Maybe because you haven't been eating right." Sanji's tone changed to one of command. "Get up so you can eat breakfast." Seeing Zoro rub his face with the palm of his hand and shift, the blonde concluded he would obey him, before he got up from beside Zoro and headed to their shared bathroom.
Zoro yawned, his hair a mess as he sat up, watching as the blonde disappears into the bathroom. Food didn't sound too appealing at the moment, but he knew he had to eat something. Zoro strapped the brace before he stood on his feet slowly, he was feeling lightheaded and knew if he stood up quickly, he'll only make it worse.
Hearing the water running, the cat went to the mirror, his eyes going to the only thing that seems to be changing on his body, his lower belly. Even though it wasn't that much of a change he could see it. His stomach was just splitting over his boxers. Zoro placed a hand over his stomach, his hand gently rubbing it.
After a few minutes, he made his way to where Sanji was. The moment he saw the blonde, he wrapped his arms around Sanji, not caring if the blonde was currently brushing his teeth and he might be making the task a bit more complicated.
"Hmmm?" Sanji asked with a hum. His mouth was full and he wouldn't be able to ask verbally.
The cat rubbed his head on Sanji's back as he closed his eyes. He knew he couldn't take what Nami said seriously; after all she was wrong about Sanji and him being together. If it were for him, he would have told Sanji already. If Perona wouldn't have stopped him, his mate would have known about the growing baby inside him.
But he couldn't tell Sanji, not if what Perona predicted became true. He couldn't be selfish, and jeopardize the experiment life because he couldn't keep his mouth shut long enough for things to calm down. Because where would they go if Sanji decided to cut all contacts with him and the experiments.
Even with this, he still wanted to tell Sanji. While his mind was telling him to stop, his mouth moves by itself. He couldn't risk it. If Sanji didn't want their baby, it would hurt, he'll feel torn, but no way in hell would he give up on his baby. He'll raise their baby by himself if he has to.
Sanji glanced back when he felt Zoro tighten his hold.
Then there was the chance Sanji would accept them both. That Sanji wouldn't care that he was a monster holding his child, because Sanji loved him… right? He would love the baby inside him, and help raise, and nurture the baby.
"Zoro?"
The cat's eyes snapped open, his green eyes landing on Sanji's beautiful blue ones. The blonde looked worried, his lips in a frown with toothpaste foam at the corner of his mouth, which only made Zoro see Sanji as cute. The cat licked the side of Sanji's lips where the toothpaste was present.
"I'm fine Sanji."
"Gah, Marimo, don't do that. That's toothpaste which has been in my mouth. It's dirty, even if you might not see it that way." Zoro always used his mouth as a third hand. Sanji found himself teaching the Marimo that some things don't go into one's mouth, toothpaste foam being one of them.
He remembered when he burned his hand with the stove because Zoro had appeared unannounced behind of him, making him jump and some of the hot oil on the pan to splash on his thumb. He remembered trying to go around Zoro and water his burning hand, but the cat had taken his burnt finger and started to lick it. His tongue working on his hand, and his lips sucking on his thumb. It did the trick, but right after he found himself in bed with Zoro. Now that he thought about it, Zoro was passing through his heat cycle; did he do that on purpose? He couldn't help but wonder.
"But curly-cue is never dirty, or was I wrong." His voice dripping with sarcasm.
"You know I'm only dirty when it comes to you." Sanji hinted, taking the bait. The blonde smiled when he saw the cat's ears flatten on his green head, and his face go red. Sanji loved to see Zoro like that; it made him so much more desirable.
Shaking his head, Zoro leaned away from Sanji. He grabbed the toothbrush Sanji handed to him, taking it, he started washing his mouth.
Sanji was fixing his tie, when Zoro exited the bathroom, and headed for the bed again. "No, no, no." Quickly, Sanji threw Zoro's shirt, which hit him in the face. "Get dressed so we can all eat together."
"But you have to prepare it." Zoro protested, pulling the shirt from his face. Seeing Sanji with a raised eyebrow, Zoro rolled his eyes. Sanji could prepare something delicious in less than ten minutes if he really wanted to.
Taking his pants, which were carelessly thrown on the floor the night before, Zoro glared at Sanji as he started to get dressed. Sanji kept an eye on Zoro; he wanted to check if what he was feeling and seeing was right.
Sanji watched as Zoro struggled with his pants, before he was able to properly put them on and zip it. The blonde wanted to comment on it, but held his tongue. If Zoro's pants were getting tight, surely the Marimo would tell him. Sanji tilted his head slightly to the side; there was something he didn't notice until Zoro turned on his side so he could pick up his shirt which was on the bed.
Zoro looked… pregnant? The way Zoro's lower belly was starting to curve made Zoro look like he was growing a baby. For some reason that idea made a smile cross Sanji's lips. He knew it was impossible, but the Marimo almost looked cute like that. Don't get him wrong, he loved the Marimo's hot strong body, but Zoro looked adorable like this.
"Do you need a bigger size?"
Zoro's eyes snapped towards Sanji. Glancing down at his trousers, Zoro shook his. "No, it's fine." He forgot Sanji was there. He was so used to the blonde being in the kitchen by the time he woke.
Finishing his tie, Sanji stood next to Zoro, waiting for him to slip on his boots. "Ready?" He asked when the cat finished lacing the second boot. Zoro took Sanji's outstretched hand, standing up as he did so.
"What are you cooking today?"
"How does pancakes sound? I know you sometimes feel queasy with scented foods like fish. So pancake?"
"I can eat anything right now." Zoro placed a hand over his stomach. "I'm hungry." Zoro smiled when Sanji stopped, turning to face him and pressed his lips onto his. Sanji forcefully opened Zoro's mouth, his tongue exploring the familiar taste of Zoro's mouth. Zoro was the first to pull back, but Sanji was the first to speak.
"You feel full now?"
"More than full. Now that my Sanji meter has reached max, I need food for my stomach meter."
Sanji laughed as he shoved Zoro playfully. "Marimo." Hearing Zoro hum in response, Sanji continued, as he grabbed Zoro's hand as they made their way downstairs. "I really love you."
"Morning you two." Nami greeted as the two exited from her room, Luffy trailing behind while rubbing sleep from his eyes, and having a bump on his head, most likely Nami's doing. "Get some food into Luffy before he passes out."
"Morning Nami-Swaaaan~" Sanji sang, a smile on his face. Nami smiled at the two before grabbing Luffy's ears and pulling him with her when she noticed he was returning to bed. "Oh, no you don't."
"Take a seat Nami-san~" Sanji said as he twirled. Nami smiled as she took her seat, Luffy whines as he too sat down.
"I see Zoro is eating breakfast with us again."
"You're so observant Nami-san! Yes, I had to force him out of bed."
When Zoro sat at the dining table, his response was to bite the inside of his mouth, as the pants tighten around his waist. It didn't bother him when he was standing, but now that he was sitting his snug pants were pretty tight around his sensitive stomach. He wanted so badly to unbutton them.
Zoro shifted uneasily in his chair, leaning back to relieve the aching pressure on his abdomen.
/
"Law, what time did you go to sleep last night?" Kid asked worriedly, seeing as Law was sleeping, arms crossed over his work desk. The red head still didn't know why Law had insisted for the paper work to be brought to their rooms. Law spent the entire day researching, and when he thought he had the veterinarian attention, he would enter their room, arms full of paper, bringing work to bed.
He had woken up in the middle of the night, and saw Law working. He called him to bed, but the vet didn't want to. Law seemed like he finally found something useful, but he was starting to think this was getting in the way of their relationship. The best he could do was to take Law away from here. Maybe in a three week vacation.
Kid shook Law gently. "Hey…" Seeing the other man's eyes flutter open, Kid kissed his lips before coaxing him to the shower. "Law you need to take it easy. If you get sick, who would take care of these morons?"
Law smiled weakly, he was just so tired. The vet wrapped his arms around Kid, as the redhead started to strip Law of his shirt, revealing the tan skin and black tattoo hidden underneath. "You don't have to worry, I found out what's going on three days ago, I'm just reinforcing the information."
The redhead halted on Law's last button, "You know what's wrong with the cat?" Seeing his lover nod, he raised a questioning eyebrow.
"I'm only telling you because we are together. If you were anyone else, my lips would have been sealed." Kid nodded reassuringly. "I didn't know this was possible, but something in Zoro's genetics, which I can tell you, but you probably won't understand, allowed Zoro's body to do something I have never seen before." Law smiled, he was a little excited. He loved science, research, and discovering new things, and Zoro was all that put together. "Zoro is…"
/
Kid couldn't keep his gaze away from Zoro, who was talking with Franky. If what Law told him was true, then that means... Kid bit his bottom lip, his eyes going to Zoro's stomach, but to his disappointment it was hidden by the table.
Brook, who was playing his guitar again, finally settled down when Sanji twirled towards the small group waiting for their food. Franky could feel his mouth water, just like Luffy's as the blonde placed the endless plates of mountains of pancakes. It was just too much not to salivate for it. Nami was already holding Luffy by the back of his collar, her other hand on her chin as her eyes studied the newspaper.
Zoro didn't know why Perona and Bonney both insisted to eat with them for breakfast. The experiments had their own kitchen where they could do what they wanted for breakfast. He also didn't understand why Bonney and Perona didn't leave already and go back with Mihawk. After all, Bonney was moody because of that, and Perona already told him what they wanted to tell him. So why were they still here?
The moment the plates were placed, the group dug in. Even though Nami would get upset with Luffy when it came to food, she would still slip him a few of her food. Sanji always said he could give Luffy more, but Nami liked to feed Luffy.
To Zoro's utter confusion, each time he looked away from his plate, and would look back at it, he would find more food on it. If it wasn't eggs, it was bacon, or pancake. His eyes went to Perona, raising an eyebrow.
Perona had a smile on her face, her ears flicking with excitement. She leaned over the table, pulling Zoro's ear so she could whisper to him.
"The baby has to eat too, you know."
The cat rolled his eyes. "I'm still not that hungry. So stop filling my plate."
"But-"
"No but!" Zoro hissed under his breath, his tone sounding loud, but keeping his voice low in volume.
"Don't be rude!" Perona huffed, puffing out her cheeks. "Auntie has to make sure baby is getting enough food. Right little one." She said, her eyes now on Zoro's stomach.
"Enough already, Perona." Zoro was starting to feel awkward talking to the horse about this. It was still hard to believe this was even happening. He thought this was all a lie, even though Perona had told him it wasn't. But the morning sickness and his suffocating pants were making him believe that there was another human being growing inside him.
Perona sneered. "So not cute."
"It's not like you're that cute to begin with."
Feeling now highly offended, she turned her gaze away. Even when Brook asked her if she was ok, she didn't respond. Zoro rolled his eyes again, as his attention went back to Sanji. When his gaze did return to his plate, he saw an extra pancake there. He couldn't hold the smirk that worked its way to his face.
Aunt Perona and daddy Sanji.
/
One week later Zoro found himself in front of the full size mirror again, his shirt tucked under his chin as his eyes studied his expanding waistline. His pants were snug before, now they wouldn't button if he didn't jump around the room like some stupid rabbit, and suck in his stomach. Sanji had gotten up early and left to make breakfast, leaving the cat to sleep some extra minutes.
Zoro wiggled his thumb into the hem of his pants, where the fabric was pressed tightly on his sensitive belly, and pulled it down so it could relieve him of the pressure. He frowned. He could already see his belly was starting to stretch, and it would soon, (if not already) be easily noticeable by Sanji. Sucking in his gut barely made a difference anymore.
"What the hell are you doing in there?" Zoro asked, rubbing his belly gently. His belly had been itching him for some time now, but he couldn't scratch it. He remembered too clearly when he dug his nails into his flesh, it didn't help at all. If anything, it made the itching worse, cause on top of the itching was a furious burning sensation, in which the only way he could have cured it was by wetting a cloth with cold water and placing it on his protesting side. He learned not to do that again.
Feeling as if someone was watching, Zoro eyes snapped to the window, the source of his discomfort. The window was open, as the curtains fluttered in because of the wind. Making his way to the window, Zoro leaned outside and watched both sides. A chilly wind at that moment blew. Deciding to close the window, the cat turned and left the room ready to eat something to stop his starvation.
/
Nami and Luffy were both in bed, the ginger hair girl lying on her stomach, kicking her legs as she looked over the newspaper Chopper had brought her, or more tried to chew before she took it from his little paws. Luffy was on his back, using Nami's back as a pillow.
"Moving in together was the best thing we did."
The ginger hair girl smiled, turning slightly to watch Luffy. "I didn't want to rush things. But when you asked me if you could a week ago, I didn't see why not to." Nami looked at the time. "I'm surprised you're still here, since Sanji has to be almost finished with breakfast." Nami asked, watching her wristwatch, and noticing it was about time for Sanji to finish cooking.
She couldn't hold the smile that took her face when Luffy bolted upright, his eyes shaped like meat. "Why didn't you tell me sooner?" Jumping out of bed, Luffy grabbed Nami's hand. "Let's go before everyone eats all the food!"
"I doubt anyone but you will eat all the food there." Not being able to fight anymore against Luffy, Nami followed him out.
/
The cat was the last to reach breakfast again. "Hey Marimo, I'm surprised I didn't have to get you this time."
"Was hungry." Was his simple answer.
Sanji smiled. "Glad you have your appetite back." The blonde pinched Zoro's cheek playfully, earning a scowl from him. "You want to…" Sanji raised an eyebrow suggestively. "We haven't in a long time?"
That comment made Zoro shift in his seat. He knew Sanji was starting to get antsy; he didn't want the blonde to touch him. Then the chef would find out.
Finally deciding to answer, he shook his head slowly. "No…" Seeing Sanji look at him confused and almost hurt, made Zoro bite his bottom lip.
Sanji glanced to his side, his eyes going on Luffy who was shouting something about Law needing to loosen up, but he couldn't hear it clearly as his mind was thinking. He was starting to run low on his Zoro's drive. Zoro hasn't done anything to him in such a long time. Only giving him an occasional peck on the lips. And even that was becoming scarce.
As the food finished and the group was full, each started to make their leave, only a few staying behind, too into the conversation to leave. A sound of a chair scraping against wood brought Sanji's attention back to Zoro. "Marimo?"
"I think I'm gonna take a nap."
"But you just woke up. Why don't you help me clean the kitchen instead?"
Zoro yawned, "I'm tired."
Sanji rolled his eyes. "When are you never?"
"What did you say? Do you have a problem with that?" He didn't know why he felt angry at the blonde for saying such a stupid comment.
The blonde stood up fast, making the talking in the dining room come to a halt. "You heard me!" Sanji was getting upset. Zoro had been acting strange, and he has been trying his best to help the Marimo feel better, but he knew the cat knew something, and wasn't telling him! "I'm tired of trying, and I feel like you aren't trying yourself. I'm putting my part, while you do nothing!"
The blonde took a step closer to Zoro, Perona and Bonney both getting out of their chairs, a glare aimed at Sanji, but the threat went unnoticed, as Sanji attention was only on the cat. Law stood when he saw both pink hair girls stand, he knew they wouldn't allow Sanji to hit Zoro, especially with Zoro's current state, and the reason they were still around. It had to be to protect the cat as he passed through this.
"Sorry if I needed some time for myself! Not everyone wants you all day with them. You're always so needed!"
Sanji made a face at that. "Me? Needy?! What the hell Marimo!" I'm not the one who needed to be fuc"- Zoro cut the blonde.
"Shut the hell up! I didn't ask for this!"
"You didn't ask for what?!"
The cat bit his tongue, a sound emitting from inside his throat. He didn't mean to say that. "It doesn't matter!" Zoro murmured, "You wouldn't understand."
"If you would only tell me!"
Zoro shook his head before he stormed out, heading back to his room. Sanji still had his mouth open, his words hanging on his tongue.
"Marimo!" Sanji was about to march after him, but someone held his hand. Glaring back, Sanji saw it was Law. "Let go of me."
Law shook his head. "Leave him alone. If you ask me, you two are fighting because of a stupid reason, which I'm sure you can't even name. Why are you fighting?"
"Because…" Sanji's mouth snapped shut. He was fighting because Zoro wouldn't spend time with him anymore, because Zoro had become so distant…. Right? "I know why…" Sanji huffed, as he shrugged Laws hand off him so he could pick up the dishes and clean them. And maybe start on an early lunch.
It was afternoon when Zoro made an appearance by Nami's room. He normally didn't go to her, she was a witch in his opinion, but she wasn't that bad. He could count on her when she was really needed.
Nami was in her bathroom, cleaning when the cat tapped her shoulder. "Nami?" Jumping in surprise, and closing her eyes, she threw her hand back on reflex, slapping the cloth across Zoro's face.
"EEEKKK! Pervert, get away!"
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Zoro roared back. The cat watched as the scared girl opened one eye first as she brought down her hands. "Zoro! What do you mean what the hell is wrong with me!? You're not supposed to be here. And less in my bathroom without knocking! What if I were taking a shower!"
Zoro gave her a stupid look, an eyebrow raised. Nami's mouth was open, "I swear you and your animal way of thinking! Are you one of those people who don't care about gender, or are you that stupid?" She sighed, while rubbing her face. Highly conscious that she was still in the bathroom with Zoro, she turned him to face the door, and pushed him out.
"So what do you want?" She asked, crossing her arms, and tapping her foot.
The cat fidgeted from one foot to the other, feeling a little uncomfortable. Nami squinted her eyes when Zoro showed her his hand, a smile taking over her lips. "What did you do to your nails?"
"They hurt me when I scratch, so bit them!" Zoro defended. "But now they just look horrible, and…" Just going to Nami was bothersome; asking for help was another thing on its own. And asking help from Nami no less.
"You need my help to fix them?" Nami finished for him."
Zoro didn't answer her, and Nami wasn't going to force him to. She still felt guilty about their past relationship, more prominent, what she said to him about his relationship with Sanji-kun. "Take a seat."
Doing as Nami ordered, Zoro sat on one of the chairs. Nami disappeared into the bathroom, before reemerging with a small kit on her hands. Without uttering a word, she took Zoro's left hand first. Shaking her head, she looked at Zoro, "Next time just come to me."
A noise close to a grunt was the response Nami received, satisfied she started. She couldn't help but notice, as reach time she clipped the cat's nails, Zoro would flinch slightly, pulling his hand and thin finger with a small jolt away from her. Each time this happens, she would reach for his hand again and continue to clip.
Curiosity got the better of her by the time she was half way throughout the cat's nails. "Why didn't you ask Sanji-kun to fix your nails? I'm sure you would have been more comfortable with him." She noticed the moment she said the blonde's name, Zoro's tail began to twitch slightly.
Zoro shook his head before he answered her. "I don't want to see him right now."
"Is it because of what happened this morning, during breakfast?"
Zoro averted his eyes, feeling as Nami's hold on his hand loosen. Nami pulled Zoro's chin gently, making sure he was looking at her, knowing he couldn't see thought his left scarred eye. Though the scar made Zoro seem scarier, the lighter shade of green which was there because of the scar made him look like he had two different shades of green.
"Zoro whatever is bothering you; you should be able to talk to Sanji. Tell him what is bothering you." Nami went back to his nails, now picking up her nail filer. "Don't be scared."
"I'm not scared."
"Then why don't you tell him."
"Because… It's not only me who could suffer. I'm not going to be selfish and hurt others for my actions."
Nami didn't know what to say. She glanced back at Zoro. "Everything is going to be alright." She smiled. "Talk to Sanji tomorrow. At least don't stay mad at each other." She was saying this because she was able to witness the love they have for each other.
She remembered the first time she saw Zoro as a giant; he was protecting them of Kuma's deadly beam. But one thing, which was noticed by anyone who was there, was Zoro's green eyes were solely on Sanji. Zoro was protecting Sanji, fighting for Sanji, and living for Sanji.
And Sanji... The one who would do anything Zoro asked for. She's seen the blonde slave himself over the cat when he was both in a coma like state and recovering. They love each other. Fighting over something so stupid and not talking was unacceptable. She would let the rest of this day pass, but by tomorrow, they should make amends.
"I'll talk to everyone to go breakfast late, so you can talk to him in private." Looking at the work she had done, and feeling highly satisfied, she allowed Zoro to leave.
/
Sanji was eating alone. Apparently the fight the day before had put everyone on edge. He made something light, a cheese sandwich and coffee. He slept in his own bed. He knew he shouldn't have, but he was just so upset. When Zoro decides he wants to spend time with him, then let the Marimo come, because he was not doing it anymore.
"Chopper." Sanji watched as the small dog brought in the newspaper like every other day. "Give it here Chopper." The small dog didn't listen, as it lay under the table and start to bite on it. The chef contemplated leaving the dog have it, but knowing Nami also read it, Sanji went on all four and took the paper from Chopper's small paws, as he slipped one of the terriers' toys, to Chopper delight.
Sitting up, Sanji placed the paper down. "That dog sometimes." Sanji was about to stand up, but something caught his attention. "What… the?" Picking up the paper Sanji couldn't believe what he was seeing. Printed on the front page was Zoro. The cat was facing their mirror, exposing his stomach, which looked fairly extended in Sanji's opinion. But what really had the blonde's hand trembling was what he was reading.
The letters were big and bold-: There was a circle, printed in yellow on Zoro's belly, letters written: Eating too much or baby bump. I think the latter. As the header.
At that moment Zoro strolled into the kitchen, rubbing his head. Sanji's blue eyes snapped towards Zoro, his mouth in a thin line. "Zoro?"
Sanji dropped the paper on the floor as he stepped closer to the cat. "Zoro?" He repeated, his voice sounding unsure.
"Yeah Sanji? You called me twice, what do you want?" Zoro stepped back when he noticed the blonde was walking towards him as if he were in a trance or something. "Sanji?" Zoro was now the one calling the others name.
"Don't move." Sanji stopped right in front of Zoro. "Marimo… don't move." Slowly Sanji's hand went to Zoro's shirt; he saw when Zoro's body tense, but he couldn't stop, not now. Slowly Sanji start too pulled on Zoro's large shirt.
His eyes went to Zoro's unbutton trousers, where his extended stomach was preventing him from fully buttoning them. Sanji's eyes snapped to Zoro's green eyes. "Zoro, is this...? Are you… preg"- Sanji didn't have to finish his sentence, as he saw Zoro nod slowly, his glance averted.
The next thing Sanji knew he was falling onto the floor, his world becoming dark. The last thing he saw was Zoro over him with a worried expression, calling his name. This just couldn't be true, could it?
/
Sanji's blue eye snapped open. He bolted upright, his eyes going to his surroundings. He saw Law, who seemed to have been started by his wake, but Sanji didn't care, not when he didn't see Zoro in the room. The only thought passing through his mind was Where is he?
Apparently getting up too quickly, Sanji felt his world favor the right, as Law grabbed his arm to steady him. "Sanji, lay back down."
To confuse, Sanji voiced the first thing that was on his mind since he woke. "Where's Zoro, I need to see him…" Sanji's hand slowly went to his open mouth when he remembered Zoro's middle, where their child was growing. The blonde's head whipped to the side so he could look at Law. "Did you know Zoro was pr-"Sanji shook his head as if he were asking the wrong question. "Is Zoro…?" He just couldn't say it. It just couldn't be real. Did he dream that?
Law nodded, only holding onto Sanji's arm tighter when the blonde tried to pull his arm away, his mouth turned into a deep frown. "What are you planning to do? Don't play games, because he already thinks you don't want the embryo developing inside him. With your reaction, I would come to the same conclusion. So if you're only going to fuck up things, tell me now.
Sanji eye could not have been any bigger. A protest escaped Sanji's lips. "Where is he?" That was one thought that wouldn't leave him. His body and mind needed to see Zoro, hear him, and touch him.
"I sent him to wash up, he looked so tense, and I thought a cold shower would help him." Law finally released his hold.
It didn't take long for Sanji to reach their bathroom, where he could hear the water running on the other side. He didn't care to knock, it's not like Zoro did it anyway, no matter how many times he argued for him to.
Sanji stood by the open door, his hand still holding it open, his breathing deep and huffed from the lost of oxygen from when he ran from the infirmary to their room. Zoro was there standing under the sprayer, his eyes on Sanji because of the blonde's loud entry. Zoro didn't say anything, as he waited for Sanji to speak.
His blue eyes went from Zoro's stoic expression to his wet chest, to then his stomach, where the undeniable baby bump was. Not caring that he looked like a crazy man, and that he has yet to say something, Sanji started making his way towards Zoro.
The blonde didn't care that his suit would get wet, as he reached Zoro's side, and slowly dropped to his knees, his arms wrapping around Zoro's waist, now being able to see the bump clearly. "Sanji?" He could hear Zoro calling him, but his mind was still trying to understand what was happening, what he was seeing.
Zoro was on tense muscles, watching as the blonde's hair slowly got more and more wet. "Cook?" To Zoro's confusion, he felt as Sanji's arms tighten and he buried his face onto his stomach. The pressure hurt a little, but not enough to make Zoro pull away from the other man's arms.
A smile spread across Sanji's lips, feeling the baby bump pressed against his face. Sanji finally looked at Zoro, a smile still on his lips. Zoro was pregnant, and was going to give him a baby.
"I'm going to be a father."
A/N: I'm sorry for the late update. Bad me! T-T
