I found out how to transfer! God Damn I fucking love having more than one computer!

I hope I can pick this up just as fast as I left off. I re-read most of the story and what I wrote in this one to try and get a hang of my writing style again. Hopefully there isn't some awkward transition within the middle of the chapter! T.T It's a little later than I was hoping to get it out, but I had finals and keystones. Now I have work all summer. So the chapters will get out a little later than usual. I will work on the story in whatever spare time I have though!

Thanks for hanging in there with me! ^^ Keep watching~!

~!~

Sanji woke up warmer than he usually was. There was only one other time when he had woken up warm like this. It was the last time he had slept with Zoro. The swordsman stirred slightly in his sleep before falling back into a deep sleep. Zoro's alarm went off just as Sanji shifted to try and get out of the bed without waking the swordsman. It was rather unusual for the cook to sleep in this much, even on drugs.

"Morning..." Zoro's deep baritone startled Sanji and he jumped slightly.

"Morning..." Sanji replied after a few seconds.

"Did I scare you?" Zoro chuckled.

"No... shut up." Sanji swung his legs out from under the cover and to the floor in one swift move.

"Where are you going?" Zoro suddenly got a slight serious undertone in his voice. Sanji ignored it and started to walk out of the bedroom.

"To make breakfast. Where the fuck else would I go?" Sanji looked back over his shoulder with a smirk before heading off to the kitchen. Leaving the swordsman alone in a house he was unfamiliar with.

~!~

The cook had finished breakfast nearly thirty minutes ago and there was still no sign of the swordsman or Chopper. Sanji patted himself down, looking for his cigarettes only to find out that they weren't on him. With a soft sigh, the blonde headed back towards the guest room only to notice a splotch of green out of the corner of his eye. Zoro was roaming aimlessly while grumbling something about not being able to find the kitchen.

"Oi, marimo... the tables that way." Sanji called over to the swordsman and pointed him in the right direction before going into the bedroom to grab his cigarettes.

"What if I don't want to go to the kitchen?" Zoro had his arms wrapped around Sanji's waist and was speaking in his ear loudly within seconds.

"Ah... your food... it'll... get... cold." Sanji spoke in broken sentences as he felt the swordsman's hand untucked the cook's shirt and slide his hand across Sanji's stomach while nipping at the blonde's ear.

"You can warm it up later." Zoro growled. He was close enough to Sanji that the blonde could feel the rumble against his back.

The swordsman slid his hand up further into Sanji's shirt before nibbling at his neck. Sanji stiffened as he let out a silent gasp at the warm fingers trailing up his stomach. Zoro felt the sudden change in posture and stopped sliding upwards. He kept on nibbling and started to give feathery kisses up the cook's neck.

"Z-Zoro... we... uh... need to eat... now..." Sanji mumbled between breaths, his face turning redder by the minute.

"I am eating..." Zoro smirked against the soft skin of the cook's neck.

"N-n-n-n-no your n-n-n-n-not!" Sanji stuttered as his face turned another shade of red at the amount of stuttering he just did.

Zoro pulled the back of Sanji's shirt down just enough to expose his shoulder blades. The swordsman bit down lightly, but hard enough to leave a mark, at the center of the blonde's right shoulder blade, making him yelp. He licked at the mark gently as Sanji squirmed slightly. Sanji tried to squirm out of Zoro's grasp, knowing darn well that Chopper was going to wake up anytime soon.

"Z-Zoro... Ch-Chopper... he'll w-wake up s-s-s-soon..." Sanji managed to squeak out nervously.

"He's probably already gone for the day." Zoro growled while biting at Sanji's neck gently, teasing the blonde chef.

"N-n-no... I s-s-s-saw h-him n-n-not long a-g-g-go..." Sanji blushed at his stuttering once again.

"Aw. I wanted to have some fun with you this morning." Zoro whined seductively.

"Sanji, Zoro... when's food going to be done?" Chopper's innocent voice echoed through the room as he walked past sleepily.

"Told you." Sanji managed to collect himself enough to look presentable instead of bothered.

"You're no fun." Zoro whined, letting the cook go long enough for him to turn around.

Zoro took the blonde chef by the tie and pulled him in until their chests touched. Sanji blushed ever so lightly, leaving a light dusting of pink across his face. It didn't take long for the swordsman's control to snap and he yanked Sanji into a heated kiss, their teeth clashing together from the force. He kissed the blonde long and hard until the swordsman ran out of breath. They pulled away from each other sporting a light blush and heavy breathing.

"Now you may finish breakfast." Zoro declared possessively, sending shivers down the blonde's spine.

"When did you become my boss?" Sanji growled before planting a foot into Zoro's stomach. He then walked towards the kitchen to go eat his breakfast, the swordsman smirking as he trailed along behind the blonde chef.

~!~

"Ah, not to pry or anything, but what is the relationship between you two?" Chopper asked while they were eating together at the table.

Sanji and Zoro nearly spit their food across the table. Zoro did a poker face and stopped showing any emotion while Sanji had a light blush creep up onto his cheeks. Both of them looked away from each other and Chopper. The brunette just sat there waiting for their answers.

"Ah... that's... we... I mean... he... I..." Sanji spoke in broken sentences to try and dodge the subject while he desperately tried to think up of something.

"We're dating." Zoro stated bluntly, making the blonde chef turn a darker shade of red.

"Oh, okay. I was just wondering. It's not like I have anything against you two. Just... try not to do anything to each other while I'm here." Chopper accepted the two fully before setting some rules. "Like... you two can kiss, hug, hold hands... that kind of stuff... around me. Just don't start making out right in front of me. I really don't mind or anything, I just don't like seeing that kind of stuff, so try to make my life as hazard free as possible."

"Oh... okay. I'll try to keep him in line. There's no promises from me though." Sanji replied before finding his plate to be very interesting when Zoro laid a hand on his thigh.

"Buddy, I promise not to do that where you can see, but no promises on when you're not in the room. If you walk in on us, you walk in." Zoro shrugged it off.

"I'll remember that." Chopper had a slightly spacious look in his eyes for a moment before he shuddered and went back to eating. "Just try to be quiet if I'm home."

"I'll try..." Sanji muttered lowly, knowing full well how loud he had gotten with just Zoro touching him.

~!~

Chopper left for work not long after their nearly silent breakfast had ended. Zoro cleared the table while Sanji washed dishes. He helped Sanji out after he finished wiping down the table. The blonde heaved a light sigh before stretching.

"What's wrong?" Zoro asked worriedly.

"My back is stiff. I haven't been able to stretch out properly for a while." Sanji explained.

"I can help you with that." The swordsman smirked as he put a dried dish away.

"What? Spar?" Sanji looked over expectantly.

"I believe I still owe you one." Zoro smiled, showing a few teeth.

~!~

The two males walked outside and out into Chopper's backyard. Sanji limbered up with a few quick stretches and watched as Zoro just slid his katana from their saya and swung a few times. They stood about five feet away from each other and just waited silently. After a few moments, they simultaneously attacked one another.

Zoro smiled demonically as he let his composure break and the thrill of the fight got to him. Sanji just stayed stoic and slipped a cigarette into his mouth between attacks, lighting it up as well. They exchanged a few hits to decide where their current strengths were and then attacked from there. The spar got so heated that a few people that passed by would stare for a while before continuing on their way.

Sanji swung a foot out at Zoro, hitting one of his katana, and then bent backwards into a rather uncomfortable looking position. Zoro's eyebrow rose temptingly before he spun his katana around into a wave of horizontal slashes. The blonde cook dodged his attack and flipped onto his palms, proceeding to swing his legs around in a circle and hit Zoro's katana harshly. They backed off of each other and straightened back up casually.

"I call that enough for today." Sanji yawned, stretching out his back again.

"Why? Afraid that you'll fail and I'll beat you." Zoro smirked, sheathing his swords.

"Kiss my ass marimo... I need a bath and it's almost lunch time." Sanji barked back defensively as he began to trudge back to the house.

"So what? It's just a little dirt and we'll eat when we're hungry. It's just us you know." Zoro grumbled, following Sanji up the steps and into the kitchen.

"That's EXACTLY why I need to make lunch. Knowing you, you'll wait till midnight to eat lunch, so I have to make it now." Sanji hissed, turning around to face the swordsman.

"Then just let me have my meal now." Zoro growled, pulling Sanji by his tie until the blonde chef was against his chest.

"N-n-now is t-t-too soon of a r-request..." Sanji stuttered, a light blush spreading across his face.

"Not soon enough." Zoro smirked, his free hand wandering down to the back of Sanji's belt.

"L-l-l-let m-me g-g-go s-so I c-c-can m-make l-l-l-lunch..." Sanji blushed a darker shade of red and tried to push himself away from Zoro weakly.

"Fine..." Zoro hesitantly obeyed the blonde's request.

Sanji blushed more and disappeared into the kitchen. He was intent on making lunch without any distractions, but his mind wandered to the swordsman every moment it could. Lunch got finished five minutes later than it normally would have been done in. The blonde cook walked the plates out and sat them on the table.

He sighed in relief when he noticed that Zoro was not at the table. The swordsman wasn't even in the dining room. Sanji heaved another sigh before wandering off to find the green-haired man. It didn't take him long to end up in front of a dojo. Remembering back to the last time, Sanji carefully stepped in only to find a pile of kids practicing.

"Is there something you need, young man?" An older man in his sixties walked up to Sanji, a kind smile on his face.

"Uh yeah... I was wondering if a guy around my height came in. He has bright mint green hair and he sometimes carries three swords around with him." Sanji described the swordsman's physique and strange appearance.

"I think that young man is in the back. He came here for a job I believe." The older man smirked and had an oddly familiar expression. "The name's Ryuuma."

"Thanks... I'm Sanji." Sanji introduced himself before politely excusing himself to go find the swordsman.

Ryuuma stood there watching him go. The way he stood, spoke, and acted all reminded Sanji of someone he had met before, but it wasn't on his mind right now. He was also oddly skinny to the point that he looked zombified, but Sanji just couldn't place the similarity. It took the blonde cook only a few minutes to reach the back of the dojo where Zoro was quietly practicing his skills under the watchful eyes of little kids.

"Oi, Zoro... food's ready." Sanji called out to him as he approached the small huddling group of kids, being careful of his language

"Alright... give me a moment." Zoro grumbled, taking a few more swings before putting his katana away.

"No~!" Some of the kids whined.

"I have to eat you know..." Zoro sighed.

"Fine." One of the larger kids, around ten, stood up and turned towards Sanji threateningly. "You have to defeat me in order to take Zowo away!"

Sanji let out a little snicker at the swordsman's nickname. "You don't want me to do that. I can rival that moss head over there any day."

The kid's eyes got as big as saucers. "Then spar. We'll let him go if you spar for at least five minutes."

"The food will get cold... but fine. I guess it won't hurt to spar a little." Sanji smiled at the kids that were looking at him expectantly.

"Ooh... so I get a real sparring partner now." Zoro smirked, unsheathing his swords.

"Yeah... Don't cry when I beat your a- butt..." Sanji smirked back, correcting himself.

"Hey mister... where are your swords?" One of the other kids asked.

"I don't play with swords. I use my legs." Sanji smiled politely.

Zoro took the chance to attack when Sanji wasn't paying attention. The blonde jumped up and out of the way before gracefully landing back on his feet a couple meters back. There were small gasps and exclamations at how the blonde could dodge the swordsman and fight without the use of swords. Sanji debated lighting a cigarette to calm his nerves, but decided against it. He hadn't had one since this morning though and it was starting to show at how jittery he was around people.

"It's not nice to attack people when they aren't paying attention... marimo-chan." Sanji teased, waving his finger back and forth mockingly.

"You are so dead!" Zoro snarled.

"For what?" Sanji mocked. "I didn't do anything to the poor marimo-chan, the little marimo-chan attacked me first."

"For that da- darn nickname!" Zoro growled, lunging at Sanji with another swing.

"Now, now... watch your language marimo-chan." Sanji whispered into Zoro's ear as he stopped the swordsman's katana with his shoe.

Zoro pulled back and lunged again, swinging his katana with precision. Sanji barely managed to flip out of the way, bending inhumanly backwards. He used the momentum of his bend to swing his foot skyward and nearly clipped Zoro if the swordsman hadn't blocked the incoming blow quickly. The blonde cook squashed his body between the floor and Zoro's katana before straightening out as much as possible, deflecting the katana upward.

Sanji then flipped out of Zoro's range as he watched the swordsman's expression go dark. A light chuckle escaped the swordsman's lips before he lunged forward with the intent to kill. It took Sanji only a moments hesitation to match Zoro's killing intent. All of the kids backed up a couple feet and a few started to break out in tears. Swordsmen from all over the dojo silently stopped sparring and watched the spar at the back of the dojo between Sanji and Zoro.

The blonde cook's moves and ferocity were slowly diminishing as he started to get more jittery over a lack of nicotine. Zoro swung out at him and it dawned on him a little too late. Even though Zoro was expecting to hit nothing but air, he gave it his all in every swing. Sanji tried to step back at the last moments notice but ended up fumbling because he was getting a little too restless without his daily intake of nicotine.

Zoro's sword tore across Sanji abdomen, drawing him out of his trance. The fabric of Sanji's suit tore easily before the freshly sharpened blade. Bits of black fabric tore off. It didn't take even a second for Zoro to stop moving completely to reduce the amount of damage he had just done. Sanji's expression went from surprised to pissed within moments.

"Stupid ass marimo you destroyed my fucking suit! Your going to fucking pay for this asshole!" Sanji screeched in rage as he attacked Zoro ferociously.

The other members of the dojo quickly covered the children's ears before they could be subjected to any more spewing onslaught of cuss words. Zoro ended up on the floor with Sanji's heel planted into his back nearly a hundred times. Sanji screamed profanities at the top of his lungs, totally disregarding the children present. A light smile tore across Zoro's face when he realized that he hadn't hurt the cook too bad if not at all.

"Now get the fuck home and eat my fucking god damn lunch before I fucking dig my fucking heel into your fucking shitty face!" Sanji ordered harshly before walking out of the dojo only to stop three feet from the door in order to light a cigarette.

"Home. Now." Sanji growled, pointing Zoro in the direction of the house.

~!~

The two males had gotten home and had eaten lunch. Sanji wouldn't let Zoro near him, let alone talk to the swordsman. Zoro tried over and over again to apologize but Sanji wouldn't listen to him. Chopper had come home for a total of twenty minutes just to eat supper before leaving for work again.

"Come on, it's not like I knew that you were going to just stand there. If I had known I wouldn't have swung in the first place." Zoro crossed his arms childishly at Sanji's childish behavior.

"...Sanji. I'm sorry okay. Just tell me if you got cut or anything and I'll leave you alone for the rest of the day... or week if you want." Zoro looked at the floor apologetically.

"Then..." Sanji spoke up but paused. "Then... watch a movie with me."

"A movie?" Zoro asked, mildly confused.

"Yes... a movie... watch it with me. I'll forgive you..." Sanji muttered, patting the couch cushion beside him.

"O-okay..." Zoro walked over to the couch and plopped down on the cushion. "This seems almost too easy..." He thought.

"What do you want to want to watch?" Sanji asked quietly, leaning on the arm of the couch lazily.

"Uh... I don't know... you find something." Zoro sat there confused until Sanji put some random movie on that he found among the cable channels.

They sat there silently watching the random, otherwise boring, movie for two hours. Sanji stayed right where he was and didn't make a single move. When the movie was over, Zoro looked over to find Sanji half-asleep and unresponsive, so he just stood up and picked the blonde up off the couch. He moved Sanji to the bedroom and climbed into bed with him, gently laying the blanket over them.

Zoro's curiosity got the better of him and after he was sure that Sanji was asleep, he peeled the blanket back. After making sure that Sanji was still asleep, he gently started to take the cooks shirt off. He was wearing a light long sleeve shirt this time instead of a button up one. This made it harder for Zoro to get it off because he had to move Sanji around more than he wanted to.

After getting his shirt off, Zoro searched along the cooks abdomen to make sure that he hadn't injured him earlier today. When he found nothing but smooth, milky unmarred skin, he started to try to get the cook's shirt from off the floor. There was a moment of hesitation when his chest pressed against the cook's. He had thought that he had woken the cook up for sure, but when he got back to his spot beside the cook, nothing looked different. Zoro started to try and put his shirt back on only for Sanji to wrap his arms around Zoro's neck.

"What the hell are you doing marimo?" Sanji drawled out sleepily.

"Making sure I didn't hurt you since you wouldn't tell me. I see that your injury from the beginning of the week is all healed." Zoro confessed since he was caught in the act.

"It's been gone since yesterday evening and this morning." Sanji grumbled.

"Mhmm... I knew you seemed to be doing better." Zoro thought back.

"You know what else I'm doing better with?" Sanji growled seductively.

"Sounds like I should know." Zoro teased.

"You should... it's something a lot like..." Sanji dragged out.

"This..." Sanji pulled himself up off the bed so that their lips touched in a gentle kiss.

Zoro let a light growl rip through his throat as he pushed against the cook possessively. He licked at the cook's bottom lip needily until Sanji gave in and let the swordsman in. Sanji pressed himself against Zoro until he needed air, then he tried to pull away so that he could breathe. They both lie there breathing heavily for a moment until Zoro pulls Sanji into another kiss.

Sanji let Zoro deepen the kiss further. He also let the swordsman shift positions until he was straddling the blonde's hips and running his hands up and down Sanji's sides. Zoro growled possessively again as he nipped at Sanji's lower lip. The swordsman then continued to trail light nips and kisses down the cook's neck until he reached his shoulder.

It didn't take Zoro long to busy himself with nipping his way down the cook's chest until he reached Sanji's navel. Sanji squirmed as Zoro found it very amusing to lick the tender flesh there. Zoro grabbed Sanji's waist and held him still so that he wouldn't squirm too much. An amusing smirk splayed across Zoro's lips when he realized that Sanji was slightly ticklish there.

"Z-z-zoro... S-stop th-that!" Sanji laughed, playfully batting at Zoro's mint green hair.

"Why? It's fun watching you struggle." Zoro licked his lips seductively.

"F-find something else f-fun to do~!" Sanji squealed as Zoro nibbled the spots he just licked.

"I know something fun to do." Zoro growled lowly.

"Wh-what?" Sanji squirmed.

Zoro got right beside Sanji's ear. "You." He then proceeded to nibble at Sanji's earlobe.

A dark blush coated Sanji's cheeks at the obviously seductive teasing that Zoro had just accomplished. He squirmed a bit more underneath the swordsman before Zoro thought it was as good a day as any and started to pull Sanji's sweatpants down. Sanji's eyes went wide with realization and he squirmed a bit more than usual.

"Z-Zoro wh-what a-a-are y-you d-d-doing?" Sanji stuttered nervously.

"You. What else does it look like?" Zoro stated bluntly, a feral look in his eyes.

"M-m-me?!" Sanji squeaked as Zoro managed to drag his sweatpants down to his knees.

"Who else would I do?" Zoro smirked, taking his own shirt off.

Sanji sat there and stared once again at the long scar that ran from shoulder to hip. His large muscles made it just that more prominent as well. After a few moments Zoro managed to take Sanji's sweatpants the rest of the way off and had gotten his about halfway off. He was almost done getting his pants off when Chopper had managed to walk into their bedroom to ask a question.

The young boy's large caramel-brown eyes got even larger at the sight before him. Even the blanket had slid down to the foot of the bed so he could tell what all was missing. Sanji's ocean blue eyes widened not only with the thought of being caught, but also at how close Zoro had gotten to getting them both naked. Chopper stared for a few seconds before slamming the door shut. He then proceeded to reopen the door and shut it a few times until he got enough guts to ask his question.

"Wh-when d-do y-you s-suppose th-that y-you'll b-be g-going b-back?" Chopper stuttered nervously.

"I have no clue... why?" Zoro stated bluntly. He was oblivious to the whole situation.

"I-I was j-just w-wondering." Chopper shut the door and opened it back up again. "I-I h-have a f-friend wh-who j-just g-got r-rid of h-his a-apartment and I w-was w-wondering I-if y-you m-might w-want it..."

"I'd have to wait until I get my first paycheck at the dojo, but if he still has it by then I might consider." Zoro stated calmly while Sanji was fighting with himself internally just beneath the nearly-naked swordsman.

"W-well... the f-first m-month on it is p-paid... so if y-you w-want. It'll k-keep s-situations l-like th-this f-from h-happening..." Chopper continued to stutter.

"What about you getting the proper meals that you need?" Sanji spoke up. "I can't just let you go back to eating all that junk."

"Just make me a few pots of stuff and I'll just reheat what I want to eat and work that way. You can come over every week to make me fresh food or something." Chopper smiled, going oblivious to the situation as well.

"Would you be okay with that? It'll get a bit lonely." Zoro explained.

"Th-that's okay... s-someone's g-going to b-be h-here often. H-he's a n-new f-friend I j-just m-made~!" Chopper stuttered happily.

"Alright. When do you want us out?" Zoro asked calmly and gently.

"By tomorrow evening if that's not too soon." Chopper replied downheartedly. "He wants the apartment to be inhabited as soon as possible."

"We can get there tonight. Do you have an address?" Zoro remained calm while Sanji went back to freaking out again.

"Yeah... let me go get it..." Chopper shut and reopened the door once more. "Please get dressed."

~!~

Zoro and Sanji stood in front of the large apartment complex carrying all the bags they were thrown out with. Sanji was jittery again but this time it wasn't because he didn't have a cigarette, because there was one in his mouth right then, but because he was getting nervous from having to move around all the time. It didn't take Zoro long to notice this, so he gently grabbed Sanji's wrist and dragged him inside the minute his cigarette was finished. They got to the room without much trouble.

"Ready?" Zoro smiled reassuringly.

"I... I guess..." Sanji muttered nervously.

"Let's go. It's all ours this time." Zoro tugged Sanji into the apartment gently.

It wasn't big per-say... but it wasn't small either, just a little larger than average. Sanji immediately laid his bags down and went towards the kitchen. The kitchen was a bit larger than Chopper's but not as big as Koshiro's. Zoro checked the bedroom and found one king-sized bed. A light smile flickered across his face before he went back to being stoic and poker-faced. He then went to check out what Sanji was up to.

The blonde cook had moved onward to the living room, checking if the TV had cable, which it did. He then went into the bathroom to see how much space there was. Next were the closets and dining room. It wasn't until he went to the last room that he finally checked out the bedroom. His eyes widened when he realized that there was only one bed. Before he could turn around, Zoro tackled him onto the bed from behind.

"Now... should we begin where we left off or start at the beginning again?" Zoro asked seductively.

"Ah... uh..." Sanji stumbled over his options. "Where we left off... I guess."

"Mhmm... good. I didn't want to start over." Zoro growled, already starting to strip Sanji of his shirt.

A dark blush crept its way across the blonde's face as he was being undressed. His confidence slowly coming back in short spurts, Sanji boldly slid Zoro's shirt up over his head and threw it in a random direction, just like his own shirt. Zoro let out another low growl from the back of his throat before dragging his teeth across the soft flesh of Sanji's jugular. Sanji shivered lightly from the lacerations to his throat.

Slowly, Zoro managed to get them both stripped down to their boxers. He made himself busy with leaving light bite marks down the cook's lower neck, shoulders, chest, and stomach. Sanji shivered every time Zoro would nip a sensitive spot along the way. Zoro was just about to drag the blonde's boxers down when Sanji caught sight of the clock.

"Holy shit!" Sanji yelled, dragging the swordsman off him and dashing over to get his phone from his pant pockets.

"What now?" Zoro groaned. He was currently pissed at how the day had gone with him not getting what he wanted.

"It's past twelve! We need to get the fuck to bed now! There's fucking school tomorrow!" Sanji started to pace and scream, his long legs looking even longer without pants.

"We can manage until one or two." Zoro dismissed it like it was nothing.

"Not when I get up at three thirty! I can't sleep past that or we won't have breakfast!" Sanji yelled, crawling back onto the bed.

"Fine... we'll go to sleep." Zoro growled angrily, flopping over so that his back faced Sanji.

"Don't be so mean." Sanji pouted. "We can pick it up tomorrow~."

Zoro stole a glance over his shoulder to see Sanji pouting. The face the cook made was just too cute for him to handle, so he reluctantly gave in. Sanji smiled brightly before snuggling into Zoro's chest where it was warm and comfortable. It took the swordsman a moment to relax again, but he eventually cuddled Sanji back before falling asleep.