Hey everyone! I was reading a story about monsters and wanted the Straw Hats as such. So here is a short chapter on it. Bye!
~Rebecca

Zoro walked into the kitchen at midnight to find Sanji standing there, smoking and looking at the moon. Zoro frowned, but ignored the blond and grabbed a bottle of sake. He put it to his lips and gulped half of it down before Sanji said anything.

"How's watch?" the blond asked.

Zoro shrugged and sat down at the table. "Nothing weird going on, everything is peachy," he said sarcastically.

Sanji grinned, Zoro could see from the corner of his eye. The blond put out his cigarette and walked to the table. He sat down and laid his head on the table.

"So thirsty..." he muttered.

Zoro frowned and said, "Then drink something."

Sanji perked up and had a weird smile on his face. Zoro rolled his eyes and gulped down the rest of the sake.

"That's a good idea."

"What?" Zoro asked.

"That is a good idea."

Zoro groaned and stood, he put down the bottle and made a break for the door, not wanting to deal with the stupid cook.

"Zoro," Sanji said.

Zoro turned with a 'mmh'. He looked at Sanji as the blond approached him. Zoro's eyes widened as he stared at Sanji's eyes. They were red.

"What the hell is up with your eyes?" Zoro asked, backing away.

Sanji grinned and said, "Don't move."

Zoro froze, and his eyes widened. He tried to move his stiff body but it refused. He gaped at Sanji as the blond came closer, and Zoro was rooted to the floor.

"What the hell!" he yelled out.

Sanji growled and said, "Don't speak."

Zoro's mouth shut unwillingly and he glared at the blond. Sanji finally reached him after taking a few more steps. He smiled at Zoro and grabbed onto the swordsman's head. He tilted it to the side and leaned in. Zoro growled, not getting what was happening at all.

Sanji stared at the veins in Zoro's neck. He was so goddamn thirsty it hurt. He placed his mouth over Zoro's neck and sank his fangs into the man's skin. The sharp iron taste of blood seeped into his throat and he hummed in delight. Sanji heard Zoro groan and grit his teeth.

The green haired man tried to comprehend what was going on. But all he was feeling was his blood seeping away and a sharp pain in his neck. He wriggled around and finally managed to move his arm. He gripped onto Sanji's shirt and managed to speak.

"... S-Sanji ..."

Sanji drew away from Zoro and his knees buckled. Sanji let him slip, but held on. Zoro landed on the ground, all his strength gone and feeling a little woozy.

"What the hell?" he asked, looking up.

"Sorry, but I won't have you remember this!" Sanji said and knelt down.

Zoro grabbed his hand before he could do anything. "What did you just do to me?" he asked.

Sanji bit his lip, looking quite guilty. "I drank your blood. I'm a vampire."

Zoro was stunned for a second and Sanji began to move again.

"NO!" Zoro yelled.

Sanji froze. "What?"

"Don't erase my memory. I need to remember this," Zoro said, holding Sanji's hand tighter.

"Why?" Sanji asked.

"Cause, who else do you want to know, and you can't keep this a secret forever," Zoro said, stating his point.

Sanji thought on it, and Zoro was kind of right. Then he smirked.

"Sure, I won't erase this moment from your mind, but..." Sanji said.

Zoro gulped, waiting for the blond to continue.

"You'll have to be my only blood supply. I won't drink from anybody else."

Zoro gulped again.