Hello! This is story of Sanji who is a sex worker on a very glorious Casino. This story contains sexual content, suicide attempts, drugs and violence. So please don't read if this isn't your thing! I have warned!
Also English is not my mother language so I apologize the grammar mistakes.
(Characters belong to Oda)
Part 1
It was cold October night. The wind was howling. Sanji stood on the bridge and stared the river's black surface. The bridge was small but very high and the river below was foaming forward with great speed. Sanji leaned to the metal railing and puffed smoke out of his lounghs. His blond hair was all messy because the wind and his ears where alarming red of the cold. He blowed some warm air to his hands because they where so red of the cold too. Damn, should have taken the cloves with me... Sanji thought as he inhaled more smoke from the cigarette.
How long had he been standing there? Sanji couldn't really care. He didn't care anything anymore. Sanji flippend the cigarette over the railing and looked as it disapeared to the blackness. Sanji hummed and took another cigarette from his pack. The lighter was hard to use because his fingers where so numb. The yellow light was framing his face in the darkness. Finally he got the death stick lighten and he put the lighter back to his slim jacket pocket. Sanji was freezing and shaking but still he kept leaning to the railing.
Sanji looked around. The bridge was empty, no one in sight. Sanji heard the nightly city life far away from here. Sanji gazed back to the river. This would be the day. He had had enough. He couldn't go on anymore. Sanji put the cigarette between his lips and then grapped a hold of the street lamp that was illuminating very eerie light. Sanji got up to the railing and was balancing his black boots on it. Sanji leaned to the lamp and looked the river again. It was so black and uninvating. Will it hurt? How long it takes for me to drown? Or will I die for the cold? Will anyone find my body? Will someone burry me?
Sanji felt how his cigarette fell from his lips and disapeared to the darkness. The wind was palying with his hair. It was so quiet. Of course no one would burry him. There wasn't anyone... No one wouldn't even look for him. Sanji sighed and felt how warm tears started to fall down his face. He looked up to the sky. There was no stars. This is it.
Sanji leaned forwar but still couldn't let go of the lamp. He stared the river and fear was getting hold of his heart. Will it hurt? Sanji started to shake even more and then he just couldn't look down anymore. He leaned back towards the lamp.
"Fuck!" Sanji hissed and then sat down to the reiling still sgueezing the lamp. I'm such a coward! Sanji thought and ruffed his hair that was messy to begin with. He wiped some of the tears away but got new ones instead. It was like never ending stream. Sanji took another cigarette from his pack and started to light it up. How many he had smoked today? He had lost count...
"That's dangerous you know." Voice behind the blonde said. Sanji turned his head quikly towards the voice and saw young man standing there panting. His breath made swirls to the cold air. He had running clothes on and the grey hood was covering nearly half of the man's face. The man's eyes where visible though and they where full of conserne. Those grey eyes where watching him carefully.
"The fuck you doing here at this hour?" Was only thing Sanji could stammer out of his gaping mouth. The guy was only staring at him keeping his hands on his sides. Then the blond was fully aware of the tears that where still falling down. He started to dry them off with his black jacket sleeves and finally the stream started to end.
"I could ask the same from you." The stranger then said.
"It's none of your business!" Sanji growled and turned his head back to the river.
"It kinda is..." The man said and walked closer the blonde. He leaned to the railing and looked the river. "I saw you standing on this..." Man continued and tapped the metal. "...and thought I need to do something."
"Oh... How noble of you..." Sanji mumbled mockingly. He just wanted this fucking 'hero' to go away. Sanji sniffend and wiped his nose to his sleeve.
"Can you please come down from there?" The man asked nicely.
"No." Sanji said and looked the man straight in his eyes. He puffed smoke out towards the man but wind blew it away before it reached the strangers face. The man didn't say anything. Sanji bit his lip and moved his gaze back to the river.
"You gonna stand there long?" Sanji then asked.
"As long as it takes to get you down from there." Stranger said and started to massage his hands. He started to feel the cold.
"Tsk." Sanji hissed. He looked the river thoughtfully. He new he didn't have the courage to jump. And now this strange guy was here... The universe was fucking with him.
"I could by you a coffee?" Stranger then offered.
"I'm not some charity case here you fucking twat!" Sanji yelled and through the cigarette over board.
"No charity. I just want to make you fell better." The man said calmly and looked the blond again little smile on his face. The fuck was wrong with this guy?! Sanji was staring at him, trying to figure out what to do.
"Okay... Fine." Sanji then sighed and started to clim down. He knew he couldn't do it today. And after the coffee he could get rid of the guy. Some other day he could jump. The bridge wasn't going anywhere. Sanji stood there on the asphalt and put his hands to his pockets. The man was looking at him with relieve. Damn that guy was huge! He had very broad shoulders like a body builder. He was also nearly head over longer than him.
"I think there is this one diner near here." Stranger said and pointed behind him. "I just ran past it."
"Mmm..." Sanji mumbled and started to walk towars the direction the man was pointing at.
They walked in silence, listening the sound their shoes made on the damp asphalt. One police car drowe past them with sirens on and blue light illuminating the street. The street was empty except couple other people. The diner was on the other side and it was light up with warm and inviting light. They crossed the street with couple steps and reached the diners front door. The man kept the door open for the blond as they stepped inside from the cold. Sanji could feel how his hands started to tickle and he rubbed them together.
"Welcome!" Woman behind the counter greeted them.
"Two coffee please." Man said to the waitress and pointed one of the tables to his new friend.
"Right up!" Woman said and started to gather cups behind her.
Sanji sat down for the nearest table and massaged his arms. Damn... I'm cold. The stranger sat in front of him and took is hood of. He had black cap in his head that reached nearly to his eyes. He was very handsome but slightly angry looking guy and clearly he had some asian blood in him.
"So..." The man said and rubbed his chin. "I'm Zoro." He continued. Sanji eyed him carefully. What was this guys agenda?
The waitress brought the coffees to them smiling prightly. "You guys want anything else?"
Zoro looked the blond with guestion but Sanji just shooke his head.
"Nothing more thanks." Zoro then said.
"Okay. Holler if you change your mind!" The waitress said and left the two men alone.
Zoro started to stir his coffee and then sipped it. He winced for the taste.
"What do you want?" Sanji then asked looking the other one with angry glare.
"Nothing." Zoro answered. "Just want you to get back home safely. That's all."
"Hah! Nobody offers anything without waiting something for return." Sanji laughed. He leaned back wards, hands on his pockets.
"That's aful way to see the world." Zoro mumbled frowning.
"Tsk." Sanji hissed and looked the waitress who started to serve couple new customers.
"What's your name?" Zoro asked. He sipped again his coffee and winced yet again for the taste.
"Sanji."
"Where do you live?"
"None of your business." Sanji mumbled and looked the steam that was rising from his coffee.
"Okay." Zoro sighed and rubbed his neck. "Is there anyone who you could call?"
"No." Sanji mumbled and shook his head.
"The thing is... I just can't leave you here alone." Zoro then explained. "Is there anyone you could crash with tonight?"
"There is no one. Why do you care anyway?" Sanji asked and finally took ship of the coffee. It was strong but warm. Sanji kept his hands wrapped over the cup so he could get the numbness off his lean fingers.
"Well I..." Zoro though for a second. "I just saw you trying to kill yourself and I thought, that the right thing to do is to try to stop you. Everyone would do the same." Zoro then said looking his hands frowning more.
"Pppffftt..." Sanji sneered. "Yeah right Mr Hero~" Sanji mocked the man.
"You are rude mother fucker." Zoro then said and pointed the blonde.
"That's me." Sanji smirked and sipped more coffee.
"Look. If you don't have anyone then you can spend the night with me." Zoro then offered.
"Oh yeah?" Sanji started to laugh. "Sure thing! Let's go right now!" Sanji stared the man with murdering gaze.
"I'm not gonna do anything to you." Zoro defended himself little blush on his cheeks.
"Sure~" Sanji sang and leaned towards the man. "You are just good hearted citizen who helps strays on his way home and never takes anything return. Am I right?"
"Thats..." Zoro mumbled and scrathed his neck.
"Tsk. You are all the same..." Sanji mumbled. Zoro frowned at this.
"Look, I really want to help." The man looked so sincere. "But I understand that you don't trust me. And I don't blame you." Zoro then sighed and rubbed his face. "I just want you to find reason to live again. Okay?"
Sanji was staring the stranger with wide blue eyes. This man really wanted to help him. Well this was the first. Sanji bit his lip. What should I do? If I went with this guy what would happen? He had work tomorrow night so there was no hurry... And if this guy killed me then wouldn't that be just a bonus? But if this guy was legit then maybe... Maybe I will have a way out?
"Shit... Okay." Sanji mumbled. "I can spend the night at your place."
Zoros face light up and he smiled wide smile to him.
"Nice." Stranger said and then put some coind to the table. He took his phone from his hoodie pocket and started a call. Sanji looked him as he talked to someone.
"I'ts me... Yeah... Can you pick me up?... From the Chloe's Diner... Okay, thanks!" Zoro hang up the phone. "Our ride is here in couple of minutes." Zoro said smiling.
"Our ride?" Sanji asked warily.
"Yeah. I live other side of the city so..."
"The fuck you where running here then?" Sanji asked confused.
"Tsk! None of your business..." Zoro mumbled.
"You are weird." Sanji said shooking his head.
They waited the car outside so Sanji could smoke. It didn't took long for black Mustang to appear behind the corner engine roaring on the empty street. The car was absolutely gorgeous and this got blond's guts twisted. Was this guy rich? The car was very expensive. The window opened and very long nosed guy was waving at them.
"Hello Zoro! How is it going?" The man said smiling brightly.
"Hello Usopp. Nice ride." He said looking at the car.
"Well now!" Usopp laughed and touched his nose. "You bought this to me remember?" Sanji looked Zoro with gaping mouth. This guy had bought this car to this person. The fuck was happening?! Zoro laughed to the drivers remark and shook his head. He then opened the back door and waved Sanji to get in. The blond hesitated for a moment but then got in to the smooth black leather seats. Well, if I'm gonna die, better go with a style.
Zoro shut the door and sat to the front. Usopp drove off little too eagerly and then looked at the passanger through the mirror.
"Who's the blond?" He asked from Zoro.
"He's just some stray I picked up from the streets earlier." Zoro answered with shrug.
"Is that so?" Usopp laughed and looked again through the mirror. Sanji showed him his middle finger. Usopp laughed more. "You and your strays, Zoro. I swear to God..."
"Hey!" Zoro answered and hit the driver to his arm.
Sanji frouned at driver's words. So this really was Zoro's free time hobby. To pick up straingers from the streets and bring then to his home. How twisted this guy really was? I might be in searious trouble now... But really... Who cares. Sanji shouldn't care. This man was maybe doing him a favor. Sanji just sighed and looked out of the blackened window. The street lights where flashing past him. He just relaxed and was enjoying the warmt and listened mumbling from the front seat.
The ride took about half an hour and they arrived this very expencive looking neyborhood. The buildings where tall and shining from glass. The front was decorated with flowers and couple of small trees. Sanji looked the site with awe. Zoro rose from the car and opened the door for Sanji. The blond hesitated for awhile but then rose up from the warm car shivering the cold immediately.
"Thanks a lot Usopp!" Zoro said to the driver.
"Anytime bro!" Usopp said and then drove off engine howling.
"Come on." Zoro said to the blond and nod his head towards the front doors. There stood a guard who watched them through the glass doors. Sanji swallowed nerviously and walked behind the stranger towards the building. Sanji could feel how his anxiety was crowing inside of him. The guard opened the door for them when they got close enough.
"Good night Mr Roronoa." The guard said smiling.
"Night Nick." Zoro nodded and walked past him.
The guard looked Sanji warily, as he walked past him. Sanji just ignored him and looked the gorgeous hall they had arrived to. The plase was full of marmor and shining granite. There was a fountain too! The fuck?! Sanji gaped the plase and touched the water on the fountain. It was warm.
"Seariously?!" He asked then from the stranger. This was unbelievable! Zoro just shrugged and made a face. Sanji shook his head and dryed his hand to his slim jeans. Rich people...
They walked to the elevators and one of the doors slid open immediately. Zoro walked inside, Sanji following him. Zoro pushed the 74 floor, the highest one. How rich this mother fucker was?! Sanji thought putting his hands to his pockets. Damn, I'm nevious...The elevator ride didn't last long and when the door opened it opened straight to the Zoro's apartment. He stepped inside and turned to Sanji.
"Welcome." He said smiling and lift his arms to his sides.
Sanji stepped inside slowly and looked the sight. He could see huge windows other side of the room. The first room looked like a living room with a bar on it. It was large room with very modern furniture. The color was like cherry three or something. The curtains and carpet where white. The couch was light grey and the tv was huge! Bar was full of liquor and glass. The led lights just added the expensive feeling. How could I ever touch anything in here? Sanji thought keeping his hands in his jacket pockets. This plase was so clean and beautiful.
"You seariously live here?" Sanji then asked silently.
"Yeah." Zoro said and took off his cap and hoodie. The man had short green hair and those muschles! That black tank top was hugging the man's torso just the right places. Damn...
"You must be rich then?" Sanji blurred out and mentally hit himself. It was obvious that the guy was rich as hell.
"Well yeah..." Zoro mumbled again and scrathed his neck. "Want to eat or drink?" He then asked from his quest.
"Uh? Sure..." Sanji said and started to remove his jacket. He felt so ackward. Why though? There wasn't a thing he hasn't done with another man. So why this was so hard? Maybe because this guy was enigma.
Zoro then walked out of the room and Sanji sat slowly to one of the black stools beside the bar table. The table was made from black granite and it was shining. The surface was smooth and beautiful. This plase looked like it was never lived in. Everything looked brand new and smelled far too clean. Sanji rubbed his hands together and corrected his white shirt sleeves nervously.
It took couple minutes more and then Zoro walked back with fruit and bread with him. He put them on the counter and then started to take drinking glasses from the cabinets behind him.
"What you wanna drink?" Zoro asked smiling.
"Well uh... Gin and Tonic?" Sanji said. Zoro nodded and started to make the drink to his quest. he used only fresh ingridients which made good impression to the blonde. Zoro finally put the tall drink in front of Sanji and started to puor some wishkey to himself.
"Help yourself." Zoro said and pointed the fruit. Sanji nodded and sipped his drink. It was good. He then took one yellow looking fruit and eyed it with curiosity. It was persimon. Sanji took a bite and enjoyed the taste. Zoro sipped his drink and looked his quest with a smile.
"So... What do you wanna talk about?" Zoro asked and took blum from the fruit basket.
"Do we have to talk?" Sanji asked annoyed.
"No." Zoro said shrugging and took a bite from his fruit. Sanji sighed and massaged his temple. Maybe I should try to be nicer?
"What do you do for living?" Sanji then asked. "You obviously get by." He continued laughing mockingly.
"I'm a business man. I buy thing from there and sell it from here and exetera." Zoro expalined waving his hand.
"Well that's vague..." Sanji shrugged sipping more his drink.
"I also own couple of gyms and hotels here and there." Zoro continued.
"Okay." Sanji nodded. This guy was definetly doing something illegal too. They all are.
"What about you?" Zoro asked finishing his fruit.
"Me?"
"Yeah. What do you do for a living?"
"You don't wanna know." Sanji mumbled and took large sip from his drink.
"Try me." Zoro said smirking.
"I uh..." Sanji started and then sighed. Fuck it. "You know the casino called Flamingo near the diner we where at? I work there." Sanji finally said.
"Flamingo?" Zoro said and then shook his head. "Nope. Never heard of it."
Sanji was staring the man with disbelieve. This guy couldn't be serious! Every rich man and woman knew that plase. Okay. I can play this game.
"Well that is the plase where I work. I serve customers and make sure they have fun." Sanji told.
"Can you like shuffle cards and stuff?" Zoro asked curiously.
"Yes. I can do other stuff too." Sanji said and hope the guy could take a hint.
"Like what?"
God! Really?!
"Well I can be bought for a night service too. And you can't be that stupid to not know what that means." Sanji growled.
"So you are a prostitute then?" Zoro asked smile faiding his lips.
"Bingo!" Sanji clapped his hands mokingly and finnished his drink. He couldn't look the man's face. The dissapoint in them... That was look Sanji hated the most.
"Thats a..." Zoro mumbled and started to rub his neck. "Sorry I asked."
"Nothing to be sorry about. It is what it is." Sanji shrugged and played with the ice with his starw.
"Well it's okay with me though." Zoro finally said and took the glass from Sanji. "Want another one?" Sanji nodded and looked the man's hands while he made another drink. They where big and looked like person's hands who was training a lot. His skin tone was little darker than Sanji's too. The blond thought how would those hands feel on his skin. Would Zoro be rough? Or gentle? Sanji tried to keep his hands from shaking. He swallowed nervously.
"Are you doing your job willingly?" Zoro then asked. Sanji rised his suprised gaze to man's grey ones.
"We-Well..." Sanji mumbled. He leaned to the counter and started to drum his fingers on it's surface.
"Are they forsing you?" Zoro asked with his hard tone.
"I'm not doing it for pleaseure that's for sure..." Sanji then said. "And I can't just quit eighter."
"Hmmm..." Zoro hummed and gave the new drink to his quest. Sanji took it smiling and drank first long sip. Why was this guy asking so many questions?
"Where you at the bridge because of your job?" Zoro then asked and pour himself more of that burning liguid.
"That was one of the reasons..." Sanji said quietly. They sat there sipping their drinks. They both where lost on their own thoughts. Sanji could feel how his leg started to bounce from his anxiety.
"I would really like to help you." Zoro then said tapping the counter with his fingers.
"Pffft. What can you do?" Sanji laughed.
"I don't know yet but I would still like to help." Zoro said crossing his hands onto his chest. He was blushing a little.
"Well you can't help me." Sanji said looking his fingers.
"How can you be so sure?" Zoro insisted.
"Because my boss won't let me go. I'm too good worker for him." Sanji growled. "All he thinks is money..."
"Well... If all he thinks is money then I can always buy you." Zoro said scrathing his chin. Sanji stared the guy with growing anger and hurt. Yes... I'm only merchendise to these people. Only to be fucked and then thrown away. This life is bullshit.
"Oh! How noble of you~" Sanji sang and stood up from his stool. He started to walk towards Zoro sliding his hand on the counters surface. "I bet you may have enough money to do that huh?" Sanji continued and stopped right in front of the tall man. Zoro was looking him confused, still the wiskey glass in his hand.
"I tell you what. We can fuck now and get this over with, and if you still want to buy me, you can walk to my boss and give him offer. Hhhmmm?" Sanji rested his hand on the man's large chest. He was really warm. Sanji could feel how his heart started to beat faster, not from arousal but rising anxiety.
"I-I di- didn't mean..." Zoro stuttered. Sanji leaned closer and put his another hand on his chest too. Zoro started to turn red from his cheecks. How innocent reaktion.
"It would really be nicer here than my apartment. What do you wanna do? I can suck you off or you wanna go to bed room? I can - " Sanji was cut off by Zoros furious glare.
"Stop it." Zoro warned and pushed the blond off him gently. "I didn't bring you here for this. And I didn't mean that when I said I can buy you." Zoro corrected and put his glass to the counter. "I meant that I can buy you your freedom."
Sanji stared the rich guy with confused expression and disbelieve. Nobody had turned him down before. And nobody had ever offered him something like this. His hands where shaking. What should I do?
"You... You are naive and stupid." Sanji then growled. His cheecks where burning from hurt and embarasment. He was always just a joke. "You guys always think that money will solve everything!"
"It can solve many problems." Zoro nodded.
Sanji glared at him. He could feel the rising anger in his gut. But he needed to calm down. He didn't know this guy and didn't know his temper. The last thing Sanji wanted was to get in trouble. He had to be work shape tomorrow too. These couple of years had teached the blonde how to stay out of harms way.
"Fine... If you're not gonna fuck me, I would like to sleep now, please." Sanji then said and run his hand through his golden locks.
"Sure." Zoro said and walked towards one of the hallways in the right side. "You can have one of my guest rooms." Sanji followed him shaking his head. Zoro was so hard to read.
The hallway was mostly empty exept couple of shelves and pictures. There where lot of pictures. Sanji stared at them walking slowly by. There was many smiling faces and five of the people where constantly on them. One of the faces where the long nosed driver's. They must be the man's friends. They looked so happy. Sanji could feel jealousy rising in him. This man had everything.
"You can sleep here." Zoro said and opened one of the white doors. Sanji stepped inside and looked at very cozy looking bedroom with huge king sized double bed. On it was like six large pillows. The outher wall had huge windows where you could see the city skyline. The room had own bathroom too! Sanji was breathless. This room was so beautiful, like a dream.
"You can wake up anytime you want. If I'm not here my secretary is so you can leave when ever you want." Zoro said still standing on the doorway. "Oh and remember to eat breakfast before you go." Zoro continued and turned to leave.
"I'm... I..." Sanji started hastily looking the man with graditute. "Thank you." He finally said.
"No problem!" Zoro smiled him and Sanji was sure his heart skipped a beat.
"Good night." Zoro said and then closed the door behind him.
Sanji stood there alone a long time staring at the door, waiting him to come back. But, he never did. Sanji sighed with relieve and turned towards the bed. He was so tired. Back to work tomorrow. Sanji sighed again and rubbed his face. He sat on the bed and burried his face to his hands. What am I going to do?