Suddenly the blurry image of a door phased in before it went clear. The camera flipped to show a pretty girl with black hair done up in a fancy hairdo with freckles. She had a bright smile on her face.

"Hello!" The girl on the screen said. "It's Tuesday evening and we're going to surprise Sanji. I can hear him in there cleaning up," She said, turning it back around to face the doorway once more. Giggling, the door was pushed open and there was Sanji hunched over a counter-wiping a knife clean.

The image of Sanji on the screen glanced over and smiled fondly before he chuckled. "Baby, what is that?" He spoke.

The real Sanji flushed hearing his own voice, not looking at Zoro.

Zoro watched the tape intently. He could tell it was some kind of home video. The girl on the film was very pretty and he looked over at Sanji as she said his name. Part of him knew what it was, but the rest of his mind was trying to catch up. He looked back at the TV.

Zoro took a deep breath when he saw a younger Sanji on the TV and his mouth dropped when Sanji opened his mouth and spoke.

"It's a camera," The girl spoke, moving in closer. The Sanji on the screen was much younger than the one sitting on the couch, and he just laughed-a laugh rich and happy.

"I know it's a camera," Sanji said playfully, putting the knife back in the rack. "What are you doing in here with it is the question."

"Filming you," She replied cheekily. "As a keepsake. We can look back at this when you have your restaurant."

"Why would I want to look back at this shitty place?" The Sanji on the screen walked closer to the camera, apparently gripping it as he peered into it. "Is this new? I probably look like crap, Ishilly."

"You look wonderful," She giggled. Sanji's eyes moved away from the camera to the woman and smiled.

"Flattery, my dear, will get you a free dinner. Shall you turn this thing off now? I'm getting camera shy," he chuckled again. There was another giggle before the a shuffling noise and the camera went black.

As the DVD went to play the next video-there were a few on the disk, Sanji leaned forward and grabbed the remote and paused the TV.

Zoro found himself sliding off the couch and onto his knees when Sanji spoke his second sentence. By his third sentence he had crawled halfway to the Television. He bit his lip as he moved a little closer. That was Sanji's voice.. It was Sanji's words.. That's what he sounded like.

He felt his heart sting a little when he realized that was the girl that he loved. The one he lost right in front of his eyes. This was when Sanjii was happy.. He wasn't afraid to speak or unable to speak.

By the time Sanji asked if she could turn off the camera, Zoro was right in front of the TV. He heard him chuckle and sucked in a breath he didn't know he was holding. The DVD switched to the next video, but froze.

Zoro turned from where he was sitting and looked over at Sanji. Sanji glanced up seeing Zoro in front of the television. His face was red and he was tugging at his pants legs nervously. When Zoro looked back at him, Sanji reached over and grabbed the notepad, scribbling down some words.

'Happy birthday'

The stunned man read the note and looked up at Sanji before standing to his feet and walking over to him. He lifted a knee to the couch, resting it beside Sanji's leg as he brought his hands down to cup his face. Zoro felt his stomach tighten a bit as he heard that laugh in the back of his mind. He bit his lip before lowering his head and closing his eyes as he pressed his lips against Sanji's.

Sanji watched him as he walked over to him and crouched down. He was confused and worried-feeling as he cupped his face. Watching him lean in he thought he was going to kiss his forehead.

Feeling him go for his lips instead-he froze in shock.

The touch of Zoro's lips against his own made his breathing hitch. Though he wasn't so shocked that he didn't practically melt into the kiss and kiss him back, his eyes closing as his lips moved against the other mans.

He felt like his heart was going to break out of his chest.

Zoro kissed him again, moving forward so his body was pushed against to other man's as he tilted his head to kiss him deeper. Sanji's lips were amazing. They tasted like powdered sugar and other sweet things. Sanji let out a little breath, reaching up and gripping the back of Zoro's neck as he kissed him. He tasted like breakfast and something so perfectly Zoro. Gripping him tightly, he tilted his head a bit to get him closer and licked at Zoro's lips-so lost in the kiss.

The musican pressed his lips against him once more, before pulling away to take a deep breath. He looked Sanji in his eyes as he rested his arms on his shoulder. Sanji's eyes slowly opened as Zoro pulled back, breathing deeply. He let out a breathy laugh, wrapping his arms around his shoulder.

Zoro gave a little smile and brushed through his hair with his fingertips. "You have a lovely voice.."

Flushing at this, Sanji leaned into the touch and smiled at him with pure love in his eyes once more.

"Do you think.. one day maybe.." Zoro looked down. "You'll be able to talk to me..?"

Sanji's face lost a bit of the flush and he too looked down, shifting a bit.

Zoro's eyes widened a bit as he got up off him. "I'm so sorry.. I didn't mean.."

Sanji just rolled his shoulders a bit in a shrug and looked down, chewing his lip. It wasn't like he didn't want to talk for Zoro, it just.. wasn't that easy. Zoro bit his lip and shifted, before moving to sit down on the sofa as far away from Sanji as he could.

"I'm sorry.." he whispered again before burying his face in his palms.

The blonde looked up-startled by his reaction. He let out a gasp before hurrying over to him. It may have upset him a bit that Zoro asked-but not because he asked. It was because he couldn't give him what he wanted, he was upset with himself. Reaching out he touched his head, leaning forward and nuzzling his hair.

Zoro covered his mouth with his hands as he felt Sanji touch him. "I'm sorry.. I'm so sorry.." he repeated, closing his eyes.

Sanji shook his head, and grabbed the sides of his head to try and make him look at him. Zoro looked over at Sanji, moving with him as he moved him.

"I'm sorry.." he repeated, grabbing onto his wrists.

This whole ordeal was difficult for Sanji as it was.. he was only making it worse by asking stupid questions. Sanji just stared at him sadly-wishing he could tell him to stop apologizing. He didn't want to hear it. Zoro hadn't done anything that horrible. Instead he just cupped his face and leaned in-kissing his lips softly.

Zoro's eyes widened for a moment before they fluttered closed. He leaned into the kiss, putting a number of emotions into it. Sighing happily now that Zoro wasn't apologizing, Sanji kissed him and held his face tighter, rubbing his cheeks. He wondered what this meant-that they were now kissing each other, but he couldn't ask. Not even in paper.

The musician moved his hands down Sanji's arms and onto his lap. He rubbed small circles against his thigh as he kissed him. Sanji couldn't help the little sigh of pleasure he let out at the feeling of Zoro's hands on his thigh. Leaning closer, he kissed him a bit deeper-running his hands down his neck to hold his shoulders tighter. Zoro opened his mouth a bit as he kissed him, wanting more.

Sanji let out a little gasp, tilting his head and kissing him deeper as he crawled forward and practically into Zoro's lap. Reaching out, he rubbed the back of his neck. Zoro let out a pleased sound at the contact on his neck, his hand traced up his leg as he shifted. His other hand traced up the opposite leg as they continued to kiss. Zoro loved how lean Sanji was.

The feeling of Zoro's hands on his body was intoxicating. The little sighs got more constant as he started to kiss away from his lips and travel down towards his neck. Zoro kissed whatever part of his lips landed on Sanji as he felt the man moved down. He let out a small gasp as he tilted his head back against the sofa. His grip on Sanji's hips became tighter.

Sanji made it to Zoro's neck and started kissing and nipping at the surface. He felt a bit alarmed-they were both going way too fast, terribly fast-but it felt and tasted too good for him to stop on his own at the moment.

"S-Sanji.." Zoro gasped out, sliding his hands up the other mans sides.

He nipped a bit harder at his neck in response, kissing his way back up the expansion of skin till he got to his ear. Licking around the shell and the dangling ear rings-Sanji nipped at the lobe. Zoro's hands shot up to the sleeves of Sanji's shirt as he grasped at them desperately.

"Sa-Sanji!" he moaned once again, loud, unable to control himself. His ears were his weak spot, his earrings especially. For Sanji to go straight for them..

Hearing Zoro moan so loud pulled him out of the moment he was in instead of thrusting him deeper. He pulled back, biting his own lip as his face went bright red in embarrassment.

What the hell was he doing!? Zoro had kissed him earlier, yeah, but that wasn't a fucking invitation to molest his god damn ear!

Zoro looked up at Sanji through hazy eyes. His face was tinted in a red blush as he sat up a bit. "Sanji..?"

Sanji covered his mouth, looking away. He felt his heart beating wildly. It'd been three years since he'd done anything with anyone at all. And here he was sitting in Zoro's lap and- He let out a little sigh, cheeks going redder as he squeezed his eyes shut.

"Sanji..?" Zoro called out again, concern clear in his voice. Had he done something wrong? Did Sanji decide that he didn't like it?

Zoro's eyes widened a bit.

Maybe... Sanji didn't want him..

The blonde opened his eyes at the concerned voice. Looking back at Zoro he frowned slightly and pulled his hand away from his mouth. Reaching out-he touched Zoro's cheek before leaning in and pecking his lips softly. It was so hard to communicate that he was just embarrassed from moving so fast without words. Zoro searched his eyes, trying to understand..

Rubbing their foreheads together a bit, Sanji let out a sigh before pulling away from him and getting off his lap to sit on the couch next to Zoro. Zoro followed the other man, biting his lip as he watched him move.

"Y-you ok?" he asked quietly.

Sanji nodded and grabbed the notepad and pencil, growing to resent the damn thing.

'I'm sorry I was just embarrassed. I moved too quickly. You kissed me but that wasn't exactly an invitation to do what I did. I hope you can forgive me.'

Pausing before writing more and showing him, he scribbled.

'I really, really, deeply like you Zoro. Maybe even more than just li'

Then before Zoro could even have the chance to read second set of sentences, he scribbled it out so hard his pencil went through the paper. Too soon, terribly too soon.

Zoro read the first sentence Sanji jotted down, then glanced up at Sanji.

"N-no it wasn't just you.. I.. I was encouraging it too.." Zoro tried to explain.

He didn't want the other feeling bad because of him. Zoro got to the word "deeply" before Sanji moved to scratch it out.

"H-Hey! What did that say!?" he looked up at the cook with curious and confused eyes.

Sanji's face flushed red, he pressed the notepad against his face in a stupid attempt to hide from him. He really wanted to hit himself in the face with it. Stupid fucking idiot. That's what he was being. Zoro was probably having a terrible birthday now and it was all his fault.

Why would he even start to write that shit..

Zoro pouted and gave him a concerned look. He didn't know what to say.. He didn't know what to do.. He just wanted to see Sanji smile again. There was a deep sinking feeling in his chest that all of this was his fault.. That somehow he messed up and made Sanji feel like this. Not knowing what else to do, Zoro lowered his gaze down to the sofa.

"I'm sorry.." he whispered again.

Sanji's head shot up at that. Getting a bit angry, he scribbled roughly on the pad.

'Stop apologizing! Stop it right now, Zoro!' He underlined it. 'You have done nothing wrong. Not once. So please stop'

Zoro bit his lip and looked down, still feeling it was his fault. He almost apologized for apologizing, but he caught himself. Instead he turned, facing forward and sat quietly. Letting out a frustrated breath-Sanji gripped the notepad tighter. Zoro still looked upset. Sanji needed to be more delicate, he needed to take in the fact that this was new to Zoro as well. That Zoro had never felt love or affection like this.

'It's not your fault! I'm sorry-I'm very sorry that I've upset you. Give me a moment, please. I'm not angry at you or anything like that. I'm angry at myself for acting this way.' He scribbled onto the pad before placing it on the couch and hurrying off to the bathroom. Maybe it was because he didn't take his medication-that could be why he was overreacting and acting so-Sanji just got into the bathroom and shut the door behind him.

The musician read the paper from where he sat before looking up to see Sanji's disappearing figure. When he heard the door shut, he brought his knees to his chest as wrapped his arms around them. He'd been told by many girls it wasn't his fault. He heard 'It's not you, it's me' more than he could count. Zoro pressed his forehead against his knees and took another deep breath. He didn't want Sanji to be mad..

Sanji took his medication-a different bottle this time-and closed the toilet lid before slinking down and sitting on it. Putting his head in his hands he took deep breaths to think about things. He just needed to think things over.

He was sure that he liked the kiss and liked where he was going-but the nagging fear that had stopped him from kissing Zoro on his own in the first place was still there.

What if Zoro was only responding like this before Sanji was the first person to show him such love?

That would break his heart.

No, back to the matter at hand. He had upset Zoro by over reacting. He felt a bit calmer now and after a few more deep breaths he got up, opened the bathroom door and headed back out.

No use running away-they needed to talk. Or, well. he needed to write.