No prompts this time (though someone wanted a flustered Sanji, so I hope this is okay as well) Thank you all for your reviews and prompts :D I'm really tryimg to use them all.

Also, because I apparently don't have anything better to do (^^;) I came up with another story (MarcoAce) set in the same universe. It's called Student :)

Thanks MyLadyDay for helping me out ^^

Awkward Aniki

Sanji was standing a little awkward before the two newly arrived men. Zoro introduced them as Johnny and Yosaku, his best friends. The blonde smiled politely and shook their hands. The two were excited about meeting him, asking him nineteen to the dozen about his job and other cooking related questions. Sanji tried to answer them all, his ears bright red in embarrassment, and it didn't really help Zoro was snickering behind him.

Explaining why he preferred to use olive oil instead of sunflower, the blonde glanced at the green haired man. Said man had just introduced him as Sanji, not as his boyfriend or whatever. He was kind of glad about that, because he had no idea what they were. It was too soon to call Zoro his boyfriend, after all, they only kissed. And though they were both sexually attracted to each other, nothing had happened yet.

Zoro made no attempt to touch him with his friends present either. So maybe they didn't know he was gay? Or at least bi. Whatever the case, now at least Sanji had the time to think about what he wanted. "Well, you guys should probably go if you want to catch that movie," he said. He was about to leave, when Zoro grabbed his sleeve.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" the green haired man asked. "You're coming with us."

"But this is supposed to be your night out with your friends," the blonde protested. "I don't want to impose. Really. I have enough things to do…"

"You're coming with us." It was obvious Zoro tolerated no contradiction.

Johnny and Yosaku agreed with him. "Any friend of Zoro is our aniki as well."

And so it was decided Sanji was coming with them, to watch a movie and have dinner in his own restaurant. And he had taken the day off. Great, that would definitely be awkward, especially if Zeff spotted him. And he would, since Sanji was certain any waiter or chef would pass it on to the owner. He sighed. Oh well.

"I'm gonna change now. Be right back. You guys just chat." Zoro disappeared into his bedroom.

"Ah, don't forget the ointment!" Sanji called after him. He immediately turned bright red, but fortunately for him, the green haired man didn't ask for him to do it. He just got an affirmative grunt in response.

"Ointment?" Yosaku asked.

Damn, he forgot about that. Scratching the back of his neck in embaressement, the blonde explained: "He had burns. I accidentally spilled hot tea on him and–" Before he could finish his sentence, both the friends towered over him threateningly.

"You hurt our aniki?"

The blonde looked from one to the other. He could probably take them, but they were Zoro's friends. The green haired man would probably not appreciate it if he kicked them to pulp. So he just sighed and tried to explain: "It was an accident. I carried two mugs, but I tripped over the rug and spilled it in his lap…"

Johnny made a snorting sound, obviously trying to hold back his laughter. "You fried his balls?"

Sanii nodded awkwardly and both friends burst into laughter. Until an angry voice shouted: "Johnny, Yosaku! Can it!"

The two looked at each other, but then snorted with laughter again. "Oi aniki, your equipment still working alright?" Johnny managed to bring out, before collapsing with laughter again.

Sanji's face coloured a few shades darker. He had experienced first hand everything was still working fine…

Zoro stuck his head around the door, giving his friends a deadly look. "I told you to can it. Now let me change, or we'll miss the movie."

Johnny and Yosaku still snickered a little, but eventually their laughter died down. Taking a seat on the couch, both with one leg resting on their knee and arms crossed, they eyed Sanji. "So," Johnny said, "how do you know Zoro?"

"I actually live next door."

"Ah, so you're neighbours," Yosaku stated.

The blonde didn't know how to respond to that, so he just nodded. It was what they were, even if they made out.

"So, you ever heard by the sounds he makes through the wall?" the dark haired man asked.

Sanji immediately flushed again. What was that guy insinuating? "W-we have a very different work schedule," he stammered. "I'm usually away during the day."

"Ah, so he doesn't bother you with his everlasting training." Yosaku nodded approvingly and Sanji felt slightly relieved. Training was better than what he imagined.

The subject of their conversation just entered the room with an annoyed scowl on his face. He was dressed in a comfortable looking pants and a t-shirt. "Will you stop your gossiping and get off your asses. We'll miss the movie."