Hey everyone. I hope you enjoy this chapter about Zoro and Sanji. Zoro shows some of his powers to Sanji and they learn something about each other.

Have fun!

Rebecca

Non-Humans: Werewolf Zoro, transformed Sanji.


Zoro's face burned. He was sure even his fluffy ears where tinted red with the blush covering his face. The werewolf quickly turned, using the secret he hadn't revealed to anyone to get out of the hallway as fast as possible. His paws raced him out the door and into the person he really didn't want to see.

Vinsmoke fucking Sanji.

The cook turned and was faced with Zoro, but not like he had expected. A goddamn wolf was standing in front of him. No, not like werewolf Zoro, this was just a wolf. Black as night with a scar across his eye and one over his belly, one on both his ankles. Sanji gasped, rounding on the wolf and growling. He stepped into a fighting stance when the wolf whimpered and scampered. Sanji frowned, then gave chase. He didn't really know where the wolf had gone, but he found a few paw prints and a fluff of fur stuck in the wood of the corner.

He could hear low growling and stepped around the corner to find the storage room. Sanji slowly opened the door and stepped in, closing it behind him. The growling stopped abruptly. Sanji looked around and spotted the wolf behind a few crates. He squatted down and grinned.

"Something enough to scare you, dog boy?" Sanji teased.

The wolf growled and pounced, tackling Sanji to the floor. Sanji grunted, but wrapped his arms around the animal as it began to shrink. The wolf turned back into Zoro and he wrapped his arms around the blond in return and buried his face in the crook of Sanji's neck. Sanji frowned, but didn't question.

"You alright?" Sanji asked.

Zoro shook his head and the blush that covered his face returned tenfold. He grunted something into Sanji chest and sighed.

"No, not really," he then said.

"Why?" was all Sanji asked.

Zoro's tail curled up and he swatted at Sanji's leg annoyingly. "Nami, she ... um, well,"

Sanji sighed and weaved a hand through Zoro's hair, rubbing at his ears.

Zoro sighed again and said, very softly, "She kissed me."

Sanji froze. "What?"

Zoro whined and buried his face deeper into Sanji's nice smelling jacket. "On the cheek, idiot."

Sanji relaxed slightly, "Then why are you so tense?" he asked.

"It just surprised me, shitty cook."

Sanji chuckled, "Yeah, sure."

Zoro tightened his grip on the man and inhaled deeply. "You smell nice."

Sanji quirked a curled eyebrow at that. "What?" he asked.

Zoro lifted his head and sniffed Sanji's neck, then his face and hair, annoying the crap out of the blond.

"Stop, that's irritating you moss head!" Sanji pushed him away.

Zoro pouted, but stopped. "Fine, then I'll just have to do it my way!"

He grabbed both Sanji's wrists and held them above his head. Sanji yelped and kicked Zoro in the side, making the wolf grunt.

"Stop it!" he growled.

Sanji did no such thing. "Let go already, dammit!"

Zoro grinned and straddled Sanji's waist, holding his legs captive. Sanji's face erupted in a bright blush. Zoro laughed softly and laid his head on the cooks chest. He inhaled again and the bitter smell of cigarettes and spices.

"Your sense of smell is sharper now right?" Sanji asked softly.

Zoro nodded wordlessly.

"Do I really smell that good? Cigarette smoke isn't all that nice, is it?"

Zoro scoffed. "You smell good no matter what extra scent you have. There's more to you then just cigarettes and spices, cook," he paused. "You smell of the sea, and calm."

Sanji smiled. Zoro hung around him most of the time, scenting him everyday again, for a few minutes sometimes. He wondered what Zoro liked so much about his scent. The others had to smell of the see as well, right? Sanji knew what some of them smelt like to Zoro. Luffy was meat, Chopper; medicine, Robin smelt like books and coffee. Franky smelled like steel and Ussop like gunpowder. Brook, well, he smelled like bones. Zoro told Sanji once that he'd wanted to take a bite of the skeleton. Sanji hadn't taken a breath for a minute while laughing and had almost passed out that moment. Nami, as Zoro said, smelled like a witch, but when Sanji kicked him, he'd said that she smelt like money and tangerines. Also maps and paper.

But Sanji, he had the most amazing smell, according to Chopper and Zoro.

What it was, Sanji still didn't really know.

"What do I smell like?" he asked softly.

Zoro raised his head and frowned. "I just told you, didn't I?"

Sanji nodded and propped himself up on his elbows, the wood scraping into his skin. "But tell me more," he whispered.

Zoro gulped, looking away as a blush covered his face.

"Right now, you smell of blood. You just opened a wound on your elbow, shit cook."

Sanji cursed and lifted his arm, trying to stelp the blood with his sleeve. Zoro grabbed his arm and used his bandana to wrap it around Sanji's arm.

"There," he said.

Sanji smiled, then said, "Will you tell me now?"

Zoro sighed and flopped onto the cook and let his sharp teeth graze his neck. Sanji shuddered. Zoro inhaled and bit into Sanji's nape, making the cook squeak.

"You ... smell like the ocean. Like ... a calm wave breaking onto the shore. You smell like spices, cigarettes and pine. It's a calming aroma."

Sanji was silent, and Zoro went on.

"You, well, you smell like royalty."

Sanji stiffened.

Zoro raised his head to look at the blond cook, wondering what was wrong.

"I what?" Sanji asked.

Zoro frowned, "... You smell like royalty ... Something wrong?"

Sanji's eyes widened and his breath sped up.

Zoro got a bad feeling and released Sanji, letting them both sit up. He grabbed Sanji's shoulders, making the blond face him.

"What is it? You can tell me!"

Sanji took a deep breath to calm himself. "I ... didn't think the smell of home would stick to me, after so many years."

Sanji almost looked relieved, but pained at the same time.

"You don't just smell of royalty," Zoro then said.

Sanji frowned at him, an unspoken question flying through the room.

"You smell of a woman, not like all those people we've met or any girl you were with. It's a smell that sticks. I noticed it when we met, and it stayed. It never left your body, not when you showered yourself with lovely ladies, or took an actual shower. A dive in the sea and the smell was still there, anything that happened and it stuck to you like it's alive."

Sanji's eyes widened and tears formed in his eyes. A smile made it to his face and Zoro was totally confused.

"Sanji, whose smell is that?"

The smile got even brighter and Sanji uttered two words. "My Mother's."

Zoro's eyes widened and he let go of the blonds shoulders.

"Y-Your mother?" he wondered.

His senses heightened even more and he shot forward, pushing them both over to fall back onto the wood. Sanji didn't mind, he just cried tears of joy while Zoro inhaled his smell like a starving man.

"You're right. It smells like a mother's love. Like a hospital room and flowers, sunflowers?"

Sanji nodded and wrapped his arms around Zoro's body. They hugged for a moment and then Zoro let go.

"Bummer I can't smell it," Sanji said.

"You can," Zoro replied.

Sanji frowned. But when Zoro grabbed his hand and laid it against his chest he stayed silent. Zoro looked at him with a serious expression.

"This is an old trick I sometimes use to help other people. Chopper and me used it a few weeks back so I don't know what will happen when I do it now, but for you..." he trailed off.

Sanji smiled and waited. Zoro slowly transformed, and to Sanji's shock, his hand morphed as well. His body shifted and he felt pain flow through all his bones. He grit his teeth as his whole body rearranged itself into the form of a golden wolf. Zoro opened his eyes to look at Sanji and Sanji stared back with a very shocked face, pardon me, wolf face.

Zoro grinned and let go of Sanji's paw.

"The hell did you do?" Sanji asked.

Zoro laughed softly and said, "Your having half of my wolf powers, it's able to transform you for a few minutes, so make use of it!"

Sanji did, oh how he did. First, he smelled himself. The scent was there, that wonderful smell his mother had. His eyes watered again and he smiled brightly at Zoro. Zoro smiled back and Sanji trotted to him, smelling his scent and biting at his ear. Zoro bit back. They ended up in a scuffle and had a fun time rolling around and biting each others fur.

"What's this feeling?" Sanji asked.

Zoro blushed brightly, "It's called courting, it's like, well, um, foreplay..."

Sanji paled, stepping back quickly. Zoro whined, but didn't go to him.

"Oh, well, um. A-Alright..."

Zoro grinned and licked Sanji's nose.

"Go smell other things!" he said.

Sanji nodded and trotted out of the room, Zoro on his heels. He smelled all kinds of things, snuck up on the crew members to smell them and smelled his kitchen. After doing all that they stopped on the deck. Sanji could feel the transformation wear off and he turned to Zoro. He was surprised to see the other wolf sitting on the deck with a flushed face and panting his lungs out.

"Are you alright?" he asked.

Zoro smirked at him and nodded. Then, Sanji slowly transformed back, stretching and sighing in relief. That was, till a thump on the deck made him turn.

Zoro's wolf form was lying there, flushed and panting, looking sick.

"Fuck! Zoro you said you were alright!" Sanji growled.

"CHOPPER!" he hollered.

The little doctor and the rest of the crew stormed outside to see a wolf, and Sanji.

"What's wrong?" Chopper asked.

"And what's with the wolf?" Nami asked.

"That's Zoro," Sanji answered.

Everyone gaped.

"Bro, don't kid around," Franky said.

Sanji growled and lifted Zoro up to let them see the scar on his furry chest. "I'm not!"

"Chopper, I think there's something wrong with the wolf!" Luffy noted.

Chopper yelped and began to examen him. "Oh, Sanji did you-?"

Sanji remembered Zoro had done this with Chopper a few weeks earlier. He nodded quickly and Chopper relaxed visibly.

"He's fine, just exerted his energy is all."

Sanji sighed in relief and sat on his haunches. "That's good."

"But how come he's a wolf?" Robin asked.

Sanji answered that, "It's just one of his powers that comes with being a werewolf, he just didn't show it to us."

Robin smiled and said, "He doesn't have to." Then she left.

The others followed shortly after and Chopper took Zoro to the infirmary.

"Damn moss head, making me worry," Sanji said as he looked up at the sky.

He smiled and recalled his mother's scent. A small smile made it to his face and he felt content. Just, content.