Actually called 'Challenges 2, The Return of the Model (ZoSan)', but the title was too long x'D Whoops

Byungwha-chan (here on this site) wanted me to continue the drabble 'Challenges', so I did. Zoro comes back for his second time as a nude model. He and Sanji get to interact more too :)

The whole week, nothing else was on Sanji's mind but the image of that one particular nude model. It got so bad that he was sketching certain body parts during his other classes, unable to focus. It frustrated him immensely. Every single thought was about that damn greenhead. Sanji couldn't eat, sleep, study or practically do anything that didn't involve his mind wandering off to a certain class. Without him realizing it, the week had just flown by and it was again time to go to his art class.

Sanji had been dreading that moment on the one hand, and on the other he was excited to go. When it was finally time, he quickly changed classes, making sure he had a seat in the back of the classroom.

The teacher called for everyone's attention. "Since Gin was sick last week and you've started using another model, I've asked him to come again so that you can finish your sketches. As for next week, we'll start on the female body's anatomy, so please don't forget to do your homework." She looked at everyone. "Well then, I'll try to find Zoro. He should be here already, so I'll look for him for a moment."

Muttering to herself how the hell Zoro could be late to her class, the teacher left the classroom.

For a second, Sanji was surprised and he didn't even know why. Maybe it was because the greenhead was late? Or that he'd really be here for a second time? If he ever came though. With nothing else to do, he started sketching again. A male torso, just the pose Zoro had been in last time and the moment Sanji realized was also the moment he crushed the paper between his hands and made a wrinkled ball out of it. He frustrations also didn't come to an end when his teacher finally returned, quietly arguing with Zoro, who walked right behind her into the classroom. Sanji thought he could hear the words 'lost' and 'basement', but he couldn't figure out what exactly they were talking about. Not that it mattered anyway. Zoro was here, that was the most important thing right now.

The newcomer sensed everyone was watching him and he shut up. He looked into the room and noticed that Sanji too was observing the guy, like he was already trying to look through his clothes. Quickly, he apologized to the teacher, who sighed deeply, and the students present, for getting here so late. After that, he was pushed behind the curtains again to undress, which he did.

Zoro positioned himself the same way as he did before, making himself comfortable on the couch. His head however, was now in a different angle, slightly turned away from Sanji, as if he didn't want to look at him. Sanji tried to think nothing of it and let his pencil dance on the paper. In no way did his drawings resemble the real thing in its sheer perfection, but it was fun anyway. This way, Sanji could stare at the man without making it look really weird and without the model himself not looking at him, Sanji's stare grew only more intense. Completely throwing away the motivation to draw, Sanji tried to take in as much Zoro as he could. His eyes were entirely focused on the body, his hand moving but not really sketching.

Time flew by and Sanji didn't notice at all. He was suddenly disturbed in his fantasies by his teacher, calling for the end of the lesson. He blinked a few times, slowly returning to reality and to the classroom. To fully return from his dreamy state, he shook his head a few times and rubbed his eyes.

"Alright, I'll see you next week and it seems I have to inform some of you yet again to bring your sketchbooks. Bye." The teacher ended the lesson.

"I saw you were staring again." Zoro caught up with Sanji, who started walking faster.

Sanji tried to control his voice, and his face while he was at it. "Nope. No, I was definitely not looking."

"Oh, but how could I have seen you actually did?" Zoro teased Sanji a little more.

"How? I mean, you were looking away yourself." Sanji furrowed his brows.

Zoro didn't answer and simply walked with Sanji side by side.

"Where are you going anyway? I don't think you're a student here and the exit is the other way." Sanji pointed out. That made Zoro's face drop very sudden.

"I, uhm, I…" He started, but failed to continue. One of his hands rubbed the back of his neck, embarrassed.

Sanji pulled an eyebrow and stopped walking. "You do know where the exit is, right?"

"Of course I know!" Zoro huffed and walked in a direction. "It's this way."

Sanji hit himself in the face with his hand. "That's the way we were going, you numbskull."

Zoro stopped again, his face flushed with red. "I knew that. I was just checking if you did too."

That made Sanji snort. In the middle of the hallway he burst out laughing at the green-haired man. Zoro frantically looked around, but no one really paid attention to them, they were all not interested in some guy almost rolling on the floor laughing.

It took a while for Sanji to calm down, When he finally did, he faced Zoro again.

"You should be happy I was just going to grab some lunch. Come on, I'll take you to the cafeteria."

Together they moved towards the cafeteria, not talking to each other in a comfy silence. Sanji made sure Zoro was going where he was going, afraid the guy would turn up on the roof if he didn't pay close attention to him. They reached their destination without any further problems.

During lunch, both spoke barely, only to pass each other some napkins. It wasn't really awkward though, Sanji and Zoro ate in a comfortable silence. Sanji wanted to talk, but didn't know what to talk about, so he quietly munched on a sandwich. In the meantime, he looked through some notes that he had to prepare for his next lesson even though that one wouldn't start in another two hours. He didn't have much else to do anyway. Not with one specific person sitting next to him, though concentrating wasn't very easy too, he managed for a bit.

Once they were done eating, Zoro picked up the plates they used and wanted to bring them away.

"Other left." Sanji spoke without looking at Zoro. He put away his notes in his bag, getting ready to go somewhere else. Zoro grunted and moved the other way in a totally not subtle way. Sanji laughed at the greenhead's expression. He got up too, still laughing for a bit, and together they left the cafeteria.

Now they were walking towards the exit, with Sanji again keeping a close eye on Zoro, because he wasn't too sure that guy wouldn't go the other way again. Luckily, it wasn't that far and they left the building without any further problems. In front of it was a huge field of grass and, with the nice weather from the past few days, filled with a lot of students, hanging out or studying.

Sanji didn't say anything, he just picked a spot where it was a little bit quieter and sat down. He gestured Zoro to do the same and they remained silent for a few moments.

"So, what do you actually do? I'm guessing being a nude model is not your profession." Sanji broke the ice with going first.

Zoro smiled. "Haha, no, that's not something I usually do, but Gin is an acquaintance of mine and when he said he couldn't go, I offered I would. I need all the money I can get, I'm jobless after all." He looked at Sanji, trying to change the subject. "And you, what are you doing here?"

Sanji shrugged. "Nothing much. Trying to figure out what I want and what I can do, I guess."

"But what is your major?"

"Nutrition and Health. It's more fun than it sounds though." Sanji frowned at some students walking past them. Zoro followed his gaze, but couldn't find anything wrong with those people.

"You sound bored though."

"Hmm, maybe I am." Quickly, Sanji looked behind him to see if they was something wrong with the grass before he laid his head down on it. His hair fell back a little, showing more of his face than usual and twirling between the small strings of grass. "No, you're right. I am bored. Even with my small distraction of an art class, I'm bored out of my mind." While saying that, he looked Zoro straight in the eye, implying that he might be the greatest distraction of all.

Zoro returned the gaze without blinking. Eventually, he sighed and looked somewhere else. Sanji could see he felt a little awkward, so he didn't push further.

Another silence followed. Sanji was wondering to himself why he even was hanging out with Zoro, but he decided it didn't really matter. It was better than spending these few hours between classes alone, so he would enjoy the company.

The sun made it comfortably warm and Sanji's eyes were almost falling shut when Zoro too had decided to lay down. Sanji moved his head so that he could look at the temporary model lying next to him. He then noticed something that made him start laughing uncontrollably.

Zoro frowned when he saw Sanji was looking at him while laughing. "What?" He asked with a slightly angry tone. A tear rolled down from one of his eyes and Sanji wiped it away. For just a few moments, he found himself being able to speak.

"When I first saw you, I thought your hair looked like grass, but it is a complete match too!" Sanji wasn't finished talking before he started laughing again. Zoro's expression changed from confused to offended.

"Well, sorry about my natural hair color." He huffed.

That didn't calm the student down. On the contrary, now it seemed like he would go on forever. Zoro sat up, so that Sanji couldn't see the similarities between the grass and Zoro's hair anymore. Still, he couldn't stop. Even to Sanji it wasn't that funny and he didn't know himself why exactly he had started laughing. Maybe it was the food. To both, Sanji's uncontrollable laughter became soon irritating and Zoro asked him to stop.

"Make me." Sanji almost pleaded. He too had enough of it. What he didn't notice was the smirk that crept up on Zoro's face and pushed away the offended expression.

"You really mean that?" He asked.

Sanji nodded, barely visible, but Zoro saw it. His smile grew wider and then he did something Sanji hadn't prepared for at all during his laughing fit.

It tasted like the noodle soup Zoro had for lunch. And it did its work terrifically. Sanji was too surprised to react at all, making Zoro do most of the work. He had bent over Sanji, his hands placed on the ground beside Sanji's shoulders, making sure he wouldn't fall over. His lips were touching the other's very softly, as if Zoro didn't entirely know what he was doing either. After a two-second-recover, his dying laughter had stopped already from pure shock, Sanji lifted his head just a little bit on autopilot, so he could do the same back. That moment, he realized what he was doing and let his head drop on the ground. With Zoro leaning over him, Sanji had nowhere else to go. In his mind, Sanji slowly started to panic about the whole situation. He didn't know what to do, but apparently, Zoro didn't either. He remained in the same position for a few more seconds before he jumped up on his feet and tried to run away. Sanji managed to grab one of Zoro's legs before he got away.

"Hold it." Sanji's demand stopped Zoro from moving. Sanji slowly got up, his hands firmly grabbing Zoro in case the man still wanted to run away. Zoro waited for Sanji to speak and tried to get himself out of Sanji's grip. That didn't work and he sighed.

"What do you want me to say?" He finally asked the blond. "It made it stop, right?"

Sanji put his free hand in his hair, tugging at the strands. He found a blade of grass and threw it on the ground. "That's not what I meant."

Sanji looked around, seeing a lot of people watching them. This was not a good place to talk, he decided.

"Come." He grabbed his nearly forgotten bag and pulled Zoro back into the building to find a quiet place to talk. They found one in the classroom they had been in a few hours before. Now everyone was gone of course and it was nice and quiet.

"Now what?" Zoro huffed. He sounded like he was getting tired of all Sanji's weird actions. He couldn't react when Sanji almost smashed him through the wall, pinning him against the wall using his arms and legs. Sanji made sure Zoro couldn't go anywhere.

"'Now what?' you say? You're the one that started kissing me. You tell me now what." Sanji snapped. He glared at the other, who returned the look with ease.

"I'll tell you now what. You brought me here to continue our little game, didn't you?" Zoro asked with a raised eyebrow. "So let's do that."

Sanji face palmed. "Why would you-" He wasn't able to finish his sentence as Zoro tried to break free from Sanji's holding now Sanji wasn't holding one of his arms. They struggled, both trying to overpower the other, until Sanji tripped over his abandoned bag. He fell backwards and took Zoro with him. Both landed hard on the floor, Sanji on his back, Zoro on his stomach.

When he had recovered from his fall, Sanji checked to see if Zoro was okay too. The latter was checking the other too and they caught each other's eye. Both radiated an aura of assurance, letting the other know they were alright. Sanji sighed from relief and laid his head back on the ground. He hadn't realized before, but he was breathing heavily and he used this time-out to calm down. Zoro seemed to do the same too. They were lying next to each other for minutes without saying anything.

"Do you know why I wasn't looking at you this morning?" Zoro grinned, breaking the silence.

"Enlighten me." Sanji rolled his eyes in response.

"I couldn't. It would have been kinda inappropriate if I got a boner right in front of all those people, wouldn't it?"

Sanji's cheeks flushed bright pink from Zoro's sudden confession. He opened his mouth to speak, but couldn't bring out any words. Seconds passed and eventually he became too embarrassed and hid his face between his arms.

"Fuck you." Sanji muttered quietly.

Zoro grabbed one of Sanji's arm to show his face.

"That has been my intention from the moment I saw you." Zoro brought his face closer to Sanji's and for the second time today, Sanji laughed uncontrollably. He rolled away from Zoro, curling up and grabbing his sides. Zoro too repeated his actions and bent over Sanji.

"Want me to kiss you again?" Zoro didn't wait for an answer and already moved closer again. Sanji calmed down from the memory of last time Zoro did that when he was laughing. He smiled back at the greenhead, no sound escaping his lips.

Zoro was leaning with his face over Sanji's, which made it easy for the student to lock his hands in the back of Zoro's neck, forcing him down.

This time the kiss took longer. Sanji made sure to Zoro that he knew what he was doing and more specifically, that he agreed to the kissing. Because Sanji had trouble keeping his head on the ground, he lifted it a bit, but that made his neck lose strength quickly. After quite some bites, moans, licks and teasing, it all came to an end when Zoro pulled away. Immediately, Sanji rested his head on the floor, giving his neck a little bit of rest.

The blond knew his face was probably bright red, something he could see in the other's face very clearly.

"Sooo…" Sanji started, his head doing overwork with what he would say next. "Where is this going?"

Zoro frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Well, it's not like you're coming back here, aren't you? So is this an one-time thing?"

Zoro got a mischievous look in his eyes. "I don't know about you, but I was thinking of asking you out for a date."

"If it would result in you undressing again, I'm in." That moment, Sanji could only think of future happenings.

"Fine by me." Zoro shrugged. He suddenly got his phone in his hand. "Gimme your number."

They exchanged their contact information, at which Zoro finally found out Sanji's name, which he hadn't heard before and promised to text each other to set a date.

For the last time that day, Sanji took Zoro to the exit and said his goodbyes to the model. Zoro answered with a laugh.

"See you next time, pervert."