So yeah, this idea came to me while I was watching Project Runway…So yeah…It may seem a bit OOC, or it may not, but this is me having fun with my incredibly random brain.

Have Fun taking a walk through the park with my insanity.

"AH I'm SO excited!" Nami squealed dancing across the deck before gripping Robin's hands and spinning her around in a wild dervish.

The archaeologist laughed as she spun before coming to a graceful stop "Does our next stop make you feel that giddy, navigator-san?"

"Of course!" Nami gushed "We're stopping at an island that is world famous for being the central of all things FASHION!"

Raven hair swung in the breeze as Robin allowed herself to enjoy another happy laugh "So then I should be prepared for the shopping spree of the century?"

"Absolutely," the navigator winked "now let's get moving, we're docking in under thirty minutes and I want to be ready to dive in as soon as we're secured by the anchor."

True to her word, Nami had left the ship just scant seconds after the anchor had dropped and the two women had left the men far behind. The hours passed as the Straw Hat females marched down the main thoroughfare, bags and boxes held between them as they strutted heads held high, each wearing a smile of pure enjoyment.

"Come one come all!"

Nami and Robin paused, pushing their new designer sunglasses up as they listened to the man standing outside a store, flags flapping in the wind on either side of him advertising the merchandise within.

"Today, and today only," the announcer cried a bright smile accented by dramatic arms "we will be presenting a design closet made by the one and only world famous Fashion stylist Chic Bordeaux, long kept in the dark and only rumored to have even existed to you today and made available for your purchase!"

Nami gasped and even Robin's eyes grew wide, before they surged inside the store alongside hundreds of others, each taking off their glasses so to see in the dim lighting. Nami practically swam through the people, eager hands clawing at the racks of clothes in a desperate attempt to see what they had to offer. However the navigator paused, feeling her heart begin to sink as something seemed…off. Shaking her head, she played it off as simple overthinking and turned to Robin.

"Isn't this exciting?" she gushed, albeit halfheartedly "the lost design closet made by Chic Bordeaux! I thought I'd seen all of her work, but it's so great that we get to see something new."

Robin pursed her lips thoughtfully, her keen blue eyes staring at a particular shirt as if it held the secrets of the universe before looking up at the walls of the store and suddenly smirking "Navigator-san," she murmured her eyes lighting with bemused understanding "we have seen this design closet, and have been familiar with it for years actually."

"Oh God," the girl moaned her head slowly falling to rest against a clothing rack her recent dread painfully justified "please don't tell me what I think you're going to tell me."

"Yes," Robin nodded as she held up a familiar red and white striped shirt "I do believe our very own swordsman-san has been wearing this closet for quite some time."

"But how?!" Nami hissed her face a mask of confusion "How would Zoro of all people get a hold of a design closet that has never been unveiled to the public…ever?!"

"Well, I have a theory about that," Robin smirked before pointing at a nearby wall.

Nami turned around and squinted in the gloom before her jaw dropped and she could only stare at the vision that greeted her. She had been so intent on seeing the clothes, Nami had never even thought about looking at posters displaying the signature models wearing the clothes on the walls, but now that she did she couldn't believe her eyes.

There on the wall for all the world to see was young Zoro obviously during the years before he joined the Straw Hats lying across a picnic blanket slightly smirking at the camera. On the opposite wall he wore a black button down shirt that was unbuttoned low enough to show off his toned chest, arms up with his hands entangled in mossy hair making his toned biceps bulge while giving a seductive pout. Yet another poster captured him sitting on a low stool with him leaning over to brace his elbows on his knees, one hand holding a pair of glasses with one of the arms of the glasses being held delicately between his teeth while emerald eyes were highlighted by the lighting of the frame accompanied by the blue pinstripe dress shirt covered by a grey sports coat.

"After all," Robin said softly the slightest undertone of laughter bubbling under her words "it is not uncommon that contracted models get to keep the clothes they wear in front of the camera."

"I…that can't…how?!" Nami spluttered before shaking her head "that's it, come on Robin!"

The archaeologist's eyes were as wide with confusion as they were amused "And where will we be going?"

"To get some answers!"

….

Zoro was confused, more than confused he was angry.

He had been in the middle of an intense training session, one that he had been planning particularly for this island because he knew that with the women gone the interruptions would be down to an all time minimum. However only six hours into his prepped regimen Zoro found himself being tackled by a fuming red head. Incomprehensibly heavy weights fell to the lawn as he was drug away by the ear, all the while Nami screaming for the crew to follow her if they wanted to see something crazy.

With confused looks, shrugs and even a couple excited grins the crew followed the yowling swordsman and snarling navigator.

The pair led their little caravan to the store where many people were flowing in and out only to continue dragging the moss headed man over the threshold until they came to a halt in front of one of the many posters. This one showed the swordsman standing on the beach in front of a surfboard, both arms lifted above his head gripping the edges of the board as his lithe frame openly displayed sculpted muscles covered by cargo capris that gave a small peek to swimming trunks underneath the khaki material. Nami whirled on the man still in her grip and pointed an accusatory finger at the picture.

"Explain!"

Stunned silence reigned as the crew stood in the middle of the store gawping at the amount of posters, each bearing the image of the swordsman in various modeling poses.

"Wh-Wh-WHAAAAAT?!" Sanji shrieked.

"Hold on a minute," Usopp spluttered "that can't be…Zoro, can it?!"

"SUUUPER pictures, bro!" Franky exclaimed "I didn't know you were a model!"

Luffy merely blinked slowly before turning to his first mate, his rubber features blank with confusion "Zoro, why is your picture all over the store?"

The swordsman had been blushing deeper and deeper with every exclaimed comment, ducking his head as far as Nami's pinching fingers would allow wishing desperately with every fiber of his being that he could just disappear. One green eye peeked at the familiar clothes as well as the flashback provoking posters.

"Well," he muttered "it was…a long time ago."

"Yeah, ok, we get that," Nami yelled letting go of Zoro's ear, her anger bleeding away into almost bemused confusion as a smile lit her features "but how on earth does the guy who prefers blades over fashion become a model?!"

The swordsman drew a deep breath before giving his hesitant answer "It was before I started hunting down bounties. I had no money, and no place to sleep much less food to eat. I was approached by some weird looking people who claimed that I had 'the look they had been searching for' and they offered a ton of cash in return for modeling the clothes."

"So you modeled for them?" Luffy asked innocently.

Zoro shrugged "Yeah, I mean they paid well and I got to keep the clothes."

"HOW COOL!" Chopper gushed his gaze bright with twin stars.

The navigator however had a nagging question burning in the back of her mind "But what happened to the money?" Nami asked making Zoro roll his eyes.

"Typical you would ask that," he growled "the money went to food, hotels and passage tickets to other islands."

Nami nodded, unable to argue with what he said, knowing full well (despite her money hoarding tendencies) that food and hotels, much less passage on a ship was expensive to say the least "I can understand that."

"But still," Sanji said his blue eyes still wide with revelation "you…as a fashion model?"

"And a very good one too," Brook intoned "you seemed to be a natural in front of the camera."

Zoro blushed making his cheeks and the tips of his ears turn a bright shade of pink "It wasn't that hard," he muttered "they said to look at the camera and think of things I enjoyed."

"Well, I think-"

However Sanji did not get to finish his opinion, because at that exact moment a nearby woman stared at Zoro and then looked up at the poster hanging above them, only to begin to scream shrilly "It's him! The signature model for Chic Bordeaux's lost closet!"

All the blood flushing the swordsman's cheeks immediately drained away as he paled from the hundreds of predatory grins glinting in the dim lighting as women began to surround him closely resembling a pack of rabid wolves. "Uh, guys," he squeaked weakly "I think it's time we leave now."

Hands reached out, each one attempting to grab Zoro, some even going so far as to rip his clothes making the man yelp and dive away as the Straw Hat crew stood back to back each in their own battle stance instinctively shoving Zoro in the middle so to protect him from the masses of fashion crazed females. They pushed, shoved and blocked the screaming girls, never breaking the wall of protection surrounding the moss headed man.

"This is bad," Usopp quavered "I don't know if I'll make it out of this alive."

"Don't worry bro," Franky smirked "the average shopping woman is a force to be reckoned with for sure, but we got SUUUPER ladies on our side to even the odds."

"Indeed, though the sheer amount of women staring us down makes my heart flutter with indescribable fear…though I have no heart YOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!"

"Alright gentleman," Nami smirked "there's only one way to escape this with our lives and limbs intact!"

"I'm listening!" Sanji grunted as he gently resisted another wild grab at the man behind him, the intensity of the moment forcing him to be serious and drop his ladies' man attitude.

Nami mercilessly punched a woman in the nose, smirking as said woman yowled in pain "We have to move as a unit and get out of the store, once we're through the main doors, we make a break for the ship!"

"YOSH!"

Following Nami's directions, the group began the painstakingly slow trek to the front of the store, all the while the masses grew ever more wild in their attempt to reach Zoro "Why can't we just blast through them?!" said swordsman snarled.

A blazing furious eye glared at the moss headed man "You moron!" Sanji hissed even as he blocked another attempt on Zoro's personal space "That would mean possibly injuring all these fair angels!"

"There's nothing fair about them!" Zoro shot back "They're acting more like tigers than angels, even you should have enough brains to admit that!"

"Shishishishi," Luffy chuckled "I didn't know shopping was this much fun!"

Several fists and one shoe flew to create five separate throbbing lumps to grow on their captain's head "It's not normally like this, idiot!"

Finally they made it across the threshold of the main entryway and as one the group burst into a manic sprint towards the direction of the harbor, a screaming flock in hot pursuit "We're almost to the ship!" Robin reported.

"Nami-sis, is the log pose set already?" Franky demanded.

"Yeah!" Nami replied breathlessly "It only needed three hours to set!"

"Then let's get on the Sunny and shows these ladies a Coup de Burst!" The shipwright cried.

"I second that motion!" Zoro yelled.

"Like you get a say in this moss head!" Sanji shrieked "It's your fault we're in this mess!"

"Hey, I didn't ask to get dragged into that store," the swordsman volleyed back to the cook "if the sea witch hadn't of interrupted my training this all could have been avoided!"

"Don't accuse my Nami-swan like that, you uncouth mongrel!"

"I'm not accusing, I'm stating a fact!"

"Fancy words coming from a brainless muscle head like you!"

"Pretty stupid logic coming from someone who is supposedly intelligent!"

Finally Nami could take it no more and turning around she slammed her fists on both their heads and screamed into the setting sun "SHUT UP AND RUN MORONS!"

Yeah I know, before you say anything, yes it was out of character for Zoro, but the idea just sounded so FUN!

I have a plan for an upcoming hurt/comfort/angst arc, I was requested to do a Sanji and Zoro survival story where they bond even closer as brothers, which you guys know of course I simply can't refuse my favorite premise.

I also want to do another hurt/comfort arc that focuses on yet another Zoro getting hurt but this time it will be mainly Luffy and Zoro friendship and brotherly fluff.

Any other ideas for stories, one shots or arcs please feel free to send them to me as I will definitely take them into consideration.

THANKS!