Sanji sat in class, vaguely listening to the teacher talking. How he could cry, the universe can be so unfair. All that hard work he put into getting Zoro to school washed away by Sengoku who took his lover away from him at the shoe lockers. They could be sitting in class stealing glances at each other but no, Sanji is in class while Zoro is with Sengoku. It is frustrating. His dreams shattered.

And what was the point of bringing Zoro back to school if Sengoku took him away from class? They were most likely discussing something, maybe not getting fired, if the teachers reactions to Mihawk are any indicator. Well, actually there is a lot to discuss. Zoro went through a lot of bullying so Sengoku might be talking to him with a counselor about it. Which actually eased Sanji's frustrations, slightly.

Sanji sat back in his chair, not caring for writing notes. The teachers back facing them as she wrote something on the board. Sanji felt an ich to grab his phone and text Zoro, he would have if Zoro wasn't at school at the moment. He would text Zoro when he was board, Zoro would do the same, mostly during class which always made Sanji smile. Zoro knew he was in class but decided to send a text any way. It always made the blonde feel sneaky. But he was happy, he got to talk to Zoro. For a little, not wanting to get caught and in trouble. Wonder if they can still do that?

The class turn their heads at the sound of the back door sliding open. Sanji turned in his seat, leaning against the wall his desk is against, as he turned his head to also see. Since Sanji in in the back corner his desk stood next to the back door, it was annoying cause he would get so many people behind him during class as they walked out for a bathroom break, or during study time, people always coming in and out from that door instead of the front door. Sanji grinned when Zoro walked in, head down looking at the floor as he walked to his desk. What caught everyone by surprise is Sengoku following him to his desk. Zoro pauses and gasped when he looked at everything written on his desk. Sengoku frowned, he didn't know that this happened. Not only was it bullying but it was also property damage.

"I'll have someone replace the desk and I will find out who did these. Mean while I'll have you in the headmaster's room while we wait and discuss what to do with you." Zoro didn't say anything, didn't even look up from his desk, he just gave a nod. Zoro moved his chair and bend down. He moved his hand in to get some of his books, as fast as he could he retracted his hand but not fast enough.

A small explosion happened right in front of Zoro's face, he yelled in surprise and fell back. Sengoku made sure he was okay. "I'm fine." Zoro says. No one knew what he said besides Sengoku. No one knew Zoro spoke another language, Sanji did know, his sister mentioning it to him but he had forgotten, he doesn't hear Zoro speak in another language often. Sengoku handed him a handkerchief to wipe his face off, Zoro took it. He handed it back to continue what he was doing.

As Zoro collected his books and what not, the rest of the class got the death glare from their headmaster. They all shivered and sweat. They were in deep trouble, the ones who did it more so. "I will find out who did it." Sengoku says. "But it would be easier and faster if they just came out confessed, along with those who wrote on his desk. Bullying is against school policy." Zoro looked up at that.

"It is?" Zoro asks. He didn't know. Why would he?

"Yes. It always has been. That's why I was so stubborn on asking why you beat up so many people and why you fought Sanji." Zoro made sure his stack of books where straight. Sanji raised his curly eyebrow at the mention of his name, everyone else stole glances at him. Everyone curious to what they are talking about.

"That's why I got in so much trouble? But why was the fight with Sanji not that big of a deal?" Zoro wonder, against Sanji heard his name being mentioned. What were they talking about?

"I knew you weren't bullying each other, it was a fight, just didn't know why or what caused it." Sengoku says. Zoro nods as he gathered the tower of books in his hand. Sengoku went for the door but tripped over something. He looked back to try and see what it was but couldn't. Zoro gave him a look, he never thought he'd see the old man trip over his own feet. Then Zoro felt it, on his ankle, a wire or string. He didn't have enough time to react and his hands were full so he fell face first into the floor. His books falling out of his hand. Sanji is the only one to react, he got up and helped Zoro up and collect his books. Plus he was pretty close, but even if he was in some other part of the classroom he would like to think he would get up to help.

Zoro gave Sanji a grin, which the blonde returned. "Thanks," he said so only Sanji could hear.

"My pleasure." he says back, also low so only Zoro could hear.

When Zoro stood up straight, tower of books in his hands again, he followed Sengoku out of the room, Sanji tired to follow. "Sanji, please sit down." The teacher called.

"But I wanted to-"

"If you have something to say, I could escort you to the headmasters room during the class break." She says. He nods and sits down. This time he felt more motivated in class. Wishing the class would hurry along.

Just like she had said, she took Sanji to the headmasters office. She knocked and they both heard a deep come in. They walked in and Sanji was surprised to see Zoro sitting on the couch, backpack next to him, books on the coffee table. Zoro looked up from the book he was reading while Sengoku looked up from the papers he was looking at. Sanji heart couldn't help but flutter when he saw the look in Zoro's eyes, it shined when they made eye contact. Their teacher made her way over to Sengoku and Sanji sat next to Zoro.

"Are you okay?" Sanji asks. His shoes locker and his desk, he must be feeling horrible.

"I'm fine. I was expecting that but I forgot about it." Zoro gives him a smile, Sanji couldn't help but return his own smile.

"I forgot to tell you that I have your lunch. Want to eat lunch together?" Sanji asks.

"Sure." Zoro gives Sanji a toothy smile.

"How come you don't speak in another language often?" Sanji wonder. He actually liked hearing Zoro speak in another language.

"Never needed to." Zoro says with a shrug. Sanji lightly elbows Zoro, glad to be around Zoro.