Chapter 10
All alone, lying in bed, Luffy lay like a starfish amongst the large duvet. Zoro had opted for sleeping on the couch the past few days. He felt guilty that his green haired 'friend' was sleeping there, but rather Zoro than himself. It wasn't like the guy didn't have a choice. Luffy would have been more than happy to share the bed with him, it was a double bed after all.
Finding the land of dreams out of reach, Luffy could only lie there, looking up at the ceiling. Not that the ceiling was particularly interesting, but there wasn't much else to look at. Then again, Luffy could swear that there was a shape up there that looked like Zoro. Although nowadays, most things seemed to look like him…
"I wonder if he's still awake?" he wondered, pushing the duvet aside.
Sitting up, he shuffled across the bed, until he was able to reach the floor with the tips of his toes. As silent as he could, Luffy crept toward the door which led to the living room. Still wearing his denim blue shorts, he didn't bother putting his red shirt back on. He really couldn't be bothered, since there was no point in putting it back on just to take it off again.
Reaching the door, he gradually pushed it open, revealing the green haired god sprawled out on the couch, fast asleep. Ignoring the abnoxious snoring he made, Luffy went across to him and crouched at his side. Lucky for him, it looked as if the cop had stripped off most of his clothes. Cheekily giggling, Luffy lifted the thin duvet up and gazed down to see that he had taken off more than he had first thought. On the verge of drooling, he let the cover fall gently back onto the man's loins. He truly was a sight to behold. Zoro had a build which even the greek gods would worship; lips that had the ability to bring people to their knees; and christ, he was well endowed too!
Grabbing his complaining stomach, Luffy did his best not to think about eating the man right there! He was just too delicous for words.
Curiously, he placed his hand on the other man's glistening chest. A peck twitched under his gentle touch. His caress ventured downward, smoothing over riveted muscle. Closing his eyes, he lightly kissed the sleeping man on the lips. He dared not touch the man any lower down, but just ran his fingers over the rippled flesh, savouring in that moment. Lips still hovering lovingly over the other's, he gave the man one final kiss. Positive that if he continued this, he wouldn't be able to control his primal urges.
As he left, there was a slight moan from Zoro, who threw himself about a bit, seeming to be searching for the touch that had momentarily left him. Longingly, Luffy smiled softly, witnessing the glorious man behind him. With a painful pang of hunger in his gut, he returned to the bedroom. There, he thought about Zoro, the way he smelt, tasted. Licking his lips, Luffy tucked his arms behind his head. Letting his imagination run wild, he dreamt of many a pleasant thing. All of which involved the police officer he craved for.
That morning, he woke up feeling quite pleasant. Since he had been sleeping on the couch, his sleep hadn't been brilliant. But this morning, he had a certain buzz about him. Grabbing his clothes from the floor, he put them on, not wanting Luffy to see more of him than necessary. (author looks devious… ;D)
It had already been a week and a half since he had got Luffy out of prison, which left him just over three more weeks. Time seemed to be slipping through his fingers like sand, and he didn't like it. He still hadn't managed to meet up again with Sanji, or find out anymore about his drug ring or if he was the actual killer of 'Red Shoes'. Somehow, he needed to turn things around, and fast!
Pondering his thoughts over a mug of coffee, his brow furrowed with intense thinking. What could he do?
First things first, he needed to get closer to Sanji…which he didn't want to do, since the guy seemed intent to do so anyway. Remembering their first and only encounter sent unpleasant chills down his spine. Not being the 'touchy feely' type of guy, he loathed having the blonde oaf poke and prod at him like that. Reminding himself of his long-term goal, he reckoned to himself that all of it was just another part of the job.
Placing down the now empty blue mug, he sighed exited the kitched. Digging out his mobile, he shuddered as he began to dial up Sanji's phone number. Looking around to make sure Luffy wasn't around, he waited for someone to pick up on the other line. For what seemed like an eternity, Zoro's ears were tortured with the incessant ringing tone. On the verge of giving up, the ringing died out and was replaced by a smoky voice on the other end.
"Hello, this is Sanji speaking."
Instantly gritting his teeth in annoyance, he put on a falsely cheery voice, "Hi there Sanji, it's me, Zoro."
There was a hearty cheer from the blonde, "Ha, I remember you. Luffy's friend, right?" Making a noise of agreement, Zoro decided to let him do most of the talking, since the man seemed to love talking anyway. "Well, whazzup my friend. Missing me already?"
Swallowing down an angry growl, Zoro could see the blonde grinning in his mind, "Something like that. Say, how would you feel about having a private chat, just you and me?"
"Sounds…good," there was a small raspy chuckle, "What's the occasion?"
"Nothing much, I was just interested in your line of work. Wanted to know if you needed a hand s'all." As soon as he said it, he regretted it and waited for the sly remark.
"Hmm, I can think of a couple of things your hands could do for me." holding back the disgust he felt in the pit of his stomach, Zoro slouched down on the sofa, "Come by tomorrow evening, and we'll discuss things more…indepth. Until then, ciao."
Not bothering to say goodbye, he hung up and flung the phone onto the table. Pinching the bridge of his nose, he inwardly cringed at what tomorrow might bring.
"Who were ya talkin' to?" the now familiar voice of Luffy rang merrily in his ears. Plopping down beside the green haired man, he looked up with wide black eyes.
"Just some guy from HQ…nothing of your concern." Lied Zoro, not wanting Luffy to get involved with tomorrows meeting with the baron. Not really sure why, he just wanted to keep the kid out of harms way. The guy had his way with making him turn into a softie.
There was a silence which insued. Verging on uncomfortable, the cop tried to think of something to steer him clear of his plans.
"Wanna eat out?"
"YAAAAAAAYY! FOOOOOOOOOD!"
Laughing, he ruffled black tresses between his fingertips. A skinny hand slapped him away. Arms crossed, Luffy pouted like a spoilt kid and did puppy dog eyes at him.
"Stop brooding and start getting ready Luffy," as the young man leapt of the sofa and bounded back to the bedroom, Zoro added in his head, "Cause I can't resist you when you look at me like that…"
Sorry about the chapter, I think it's shorter than my life expectancy (that's tiny)! Well, we can see Zoro really warming up to our ickle meat lover now. What's gonna happen between them, if anything? Keep reading to find out.
I'm starting college at the beginning of September and my induction date is 30th of August, so it's gonna start getting tricky to post stuff. But I will get there, you may have to bear with me though. Keep the reviews a comin', they're fab. Sayonara!
