The Greatest with the Best Ch 9
Hey guys! Sorry it took me so long to update! . I was lazy at first then school held me up. I don't know how long I want the story to be, so if it suddenly speeds up, I'm sorry in advance. Anyway, I hope you like this chapter and I don't own One Piece or any of its characters! It belongs to Oda!
Sanji stirred awake; he looked around the room, he didn't recognize anything and was frightened. 'Oh my god, I was kidnapped!...Wait, calm down Sanji, no kidnapper would leave their victim unbound.' He looked down and saw a blanket draped over his body. 'Or have a blanket on…' He got up and looked around the apartment, remembering that he was at Zoro's house. He sighed in relief but then sucked in a breath as his head was throbbing. He walked over to Zoro's kitchen, rummaging around the cabinets for ibuprofen. He didn't see any so he walked to Zoro's bathroom, looking in the medicine cabinet. He found what he was looking for and took a couple of pills, swallowing without water. He then looked at his watch, wondering the time. It read 8:24 am. Sighing, he walked back out to the kitchen to rummage in the fridge to see if he could make breakfast with anything the Marimo had or if he had to stop by his place. He didn't see anything besides beer. He sighed again. "Geez, Marimo should know that he shouldn't just have booze in the fridge.." He closed the fridge and looked around the kitchen. He saw a coffee pot and looked around for coffee beans or powder. He found them and started a pot of coffee for the two of them. Sanji then picked up his keys and went over to his apartment next door.
He grabbed eggs, sausage, and potatoes, some seasonings, and a mandolin. He went back to Zoro's apartment and started cooking their breakfast. He first placed a skillet on the burner and turned it on high. Then, washed and dried the potatoes, using the mandolin, he shredding them for hash browns. After he was done with that, he seasoned it with salt and pepper, setting them aside. When the skillet was heated, he drizzled oil in the pan and placed the sausage in, causing it to sizzle. Grabbing another pan, he heated it on medium heat, putting some butter in as well. As the sausage was cooking and the second pan was heating up, he cracked the eggs into a bowl and whisked it together, till it was a lighter shade of yellow and foamy. He looked at the sausage and turned them, letting them brown on all sides. Going back to his eggs, he seasoned it with salt and pepper before pouring half of them into the warmed pan. He stirred it with a rubber spatula while shaking the pan, making the cooked parts of the egg move to a different spot and the liquid taking the place of the cooked eggs. Once all of the liquid was cooked, he flipped the omelette over and placed it onto a plate. The sausage was finished cooking and he also transferred that to two plates. By now, the kitchen smelt like sausage, eggs, and coffee. Once the sausage was out, Sanji placed a bit more oil in the pan and took two big handfuls of the potatoes and placed them on opposite sides of the pan, browning them. He also cooked the rest of the eggs in the same manner as before, placing that onto the other plate for Zoro. Now, paying his full attention to the hash, he flipped them over once the other side was brown, pressing it down.
Zoro tossed and turned in bed, smelling something good, but not wanting to get up out of bed. Sighing in defeat, he got up and walked towards the source of the delicious smelling breakfast. He looked at Sanji, cooking the last of the eggs; he didn't want to bother him so he watched quietly.
The hash browns were done cooking so Sanji also transferred them to their plates and grabbed two coffee mugs from Zoro's cabinet, moving over to the coffee pot. He looked up for a brief second and almost dropped the coffee cups. "Marimo! You scared me! Next time you're in the room tell me!" Sanji scolded him as he placed the cups onto the counter next to the coffee pot.
"Sorry, I thought I shouldn't bother you when you were cooking." Zoro said apologetically, scratching the back of his neck.
"Well go wash up and come back for breakfast!" Sanji snapped as he poured the freshly brewed coffee into the mugs.
Zoro grunted in reply and walked over to his bathroom to wash up. In the mean time, Sanji set the table and waited for Zoro before eating.
Zoro walks back over to the kitchen after washing up, sitting down in front of his meal. "Wow, this looks amazing." He says grinning. "Thanks."
"You're welcome. Do you like your coffee black? Or with sugar and cream?" Sanji asks as he puts some sugar and cream into his own coffee.
"I like it black." Zoro replies, drinking it. He puts his cup down, "Itadakimasu." He begins digging in to his food. Sanji does the same.
"Where did you learn how to cook?" Zoro asks, as he was just so thankful, though he wouldn't admit it, for Sanji making him breakfast, he could get used to it.
"I learned from my adoptive father, at the Baratie." Sanji replies as he continues to eat.
"That's nice. So speaking of the Baratie, don't you have work today?" Zoro asks, slightly guilty that if he did, Sanji was probably late already.
"It's fine, the old geezer would probably be happy that I wasn't in before everyone else besides him today." Sanji tells him as he finishes up his food. "Do you have work today?" Sanji asks, curious.
"Yeah, but that's not till 11am." Zoro tells him, also finishing up his food.
"I'll do the dishes." Sanji offers as he gets up with his empty plate and walks over to the sink, turning it on as he begins.
"Thanks. I'll help you dry them." Zoro tells him as he too gets up and places his dishes into the sink, grabbing a couple of towels to dry them.
They start working in peaceful silence, the only words spoken where "Here Zoro." Or "Zoro" from Sanji passing Zoro the clean dishes. (A.N. Do you guys remember this for those of you who have watched One Piece?) Once everything is finished, they look at the time. It was 9:46 am, Zoro had about 30 minutes before he should leave to get to work on time.
"I'm going to go now so I can get ready to go to work." Sanji tells him as he grabs the stuff he brought over to cook for Zoro.
"Okay…I'll see you later?" Zoro asks, wondering how Sanji would reply.
"Sure, I'll swing by after the restaurant closes." Sanji tells him smiling. He walks over to the door, Zoro following to show Sanji out, like a proper host.
As Zoro follows Sanji, he's hesitant to see him leave. "Sanji?"
"Hm?" Sanji replies as he turns back to Zoro.
In that instant, Zoro trips over his own shoes and falls on top of Sanji, his lips colliding onto Sanji's as they fell. Their eyes were wide from surprise, but they both deepen the kiss after a slight hesitation. Zoro's arms were holding himself up as to not crush Sanji, while Sanji's roamed Zoro's body, feeling every defined muscle. He gripped Zoro's shirt and pulled him down even more, wanting to lose himself in Zoro's lips. After a while they both parted for air.
"I..I think you should go to work now…don't want your pops to yell at you." Zoro says breathlessly, though his eyes betray him, telling Sanji to stay here.
Sanji doesn't want to go either, but he should or else this might just be more than a kiss. "I think so too."
Upon hearing that, Zoro gets up off of Sanji. "Sorry about that..tripping and all." He tells him, looking to the side with a slight blush on his face.
"Don't worry about it.." Sanji tells him, leaning in to kiss his cheek. He quickly gets up, puts on his shoes, and leaves Zoro's apartment, a blush on his face.
Zoro's deepens and he picks himself off of the floor to jump into the shower, he needs it to get rid of all the dirty thoughts floating about in his head.
How was that? I know it wasn't a lemon, but it might be coming sooner than I thought! Sorry for the short chapter, but I really wanted to get an update since it has been so long! Please R&R!