When Sanji finally got home to say he was in trouble was an understatement. Sanji worked harder at the restaurant than he ever have before. Zeff worked him to the bone. He had to work like there is ten of him around. By the end of the day he was exhausted and tired. He wasn't aloud to cook, all he did was clean the tables after they were used and wash dishes. He would wait tables and clean the messes. It was like he was young again. Zeff didn't let him start cooking till he could reach over the counter without help of a step stool.

It was the weekend and Sanji went out with the girls, with permission from Zeff of course. He went shopping with them, they needed a guys opinion. Plus they wanted to talk to him about the fight, well try to. They knew Sanji lied about why they started throwing their fists. It wasn't because it's "been awhile" that they forgot to hold back, there were times they didn't see each other for months, during summer break and other holidays that they couldn't argue, they would return only to fight like they did, they never went that far, ever. "So how long are you suspended for?" Nami asks taking a sip from her drink.

"I got three days, I think Zoro got four or five." Sanji answer looking down at his mostly empty cup of soda.

"That's more than you. Why?" Robin asks having taken a drink from her coffee cup.

"Senkoku was talking to us and Zoro just walked out." Sanji shakes his drink, the ice cubes clinking together. It was all just watered down soda now.

"No doubt with attitude." Nami says, her lip over her straw.

"You know him." Sanji rolls his eye and shrugs his shoulder. Zoro doesn't have a filter, well they all don't but the others have an on and off button. Zoro doesn't, and Luffy.

"But what happened to you both? You never got close to each other and now you were caught fighting?" Nami finally asks. She wanted to ease into it.

"We had a pretty bad fight and didn't talk to each but recently we, well I have been trying to fix... it." Sanji explains. No way he will tell them the whole truth. He can't, it's not his secret to tell.

"Oh, look who it is." Robin points forward. They follow her index finger to see the middle of the shopping district. A beautiful fountain in the middle and sitting on it is the familiar green hair man they know. Zoro sat there looking down at his phone.

"He looks different." Nami says checking out Zoro. Sanji also looks at him, really looks at him. He is wearing black boots, tied really tight. His pants aren't like the school pants, these are fitted to his legs, his hips and his shirt is almost as tight as his pants. He could see the wrinkles forming around his muscles on his stomach, especially with the way he's sitting. He's got a black button-down denim jacket, open exposing the tight shirt, showing off his pectoral. He also got a pair of sunglasses on. Sanji saw other girls, and some guys, checking him out and he felt something ugly fester at the pit of his stomach. Why didn't he want others looking at Zoro, not even Nami and Robin?

"He's actually wearing nice clothes." Robin says.

"Yeah, I didn't know he could look good. He doesn't look like this at school. But, why is he here? You'd think he'd be in trouble, more than Sanji is." Nami says. Sanji was punished in his own way, but Zoro doesn't look like he was punished in anyway.

"He looks like he's waiting for someone." Robin's says, they watch as Zoro starts shaking his leg. Nami pushes them to hide and watch.

They stood there waiting, watching Zoro. They waited ten minutes but it felt like an hour before Zoro stood up with a smile. He put his phone in his back pocket as he waved someone down. Nami and Sanji stood closer to see who the moss head is waiting for.

A tall man got into view. He has his white hair slicked back. He also has sunglasses on, a white jacket on, gray undershirt, a brown belt holding his navy blue pants with black boots that almost reach his knees.

Sanji and the girls eyes open wide when they see Zoro hug the man. Zoro doesn't hug anyone. This is a never before seen sight. Zoro is showing his expressions other than grumpy. They seem very familiar with each other with how close their bodies are. They started moving and so did the group of three.

They walked around before they went into a family restaurant. They got a seat for two while the others got a booth close enough to hear.

"It's been a long time since I've seen you Zoro. I'm glad to see you are good. You are good right?" The man asks. He sets down the menu to look at Zoro. He raises one eyebrow at Zoro's quietness. Zoro looks up at the man then back down at the menu before shooting his eyes back to the man as fast as he looked away. "Are you ok Zoro? Have you been eating? How's dad?" He asks. He looks at Zoro lovingly and worried.

"I'm fine. I've been eating," Zoro says. A waitress comes and takes their order, taking the menu back as she leaves.

"Junk food?" The man looks at him suspiciously.

"No!" Zoro says quickly frowning at the man. "I go shopping every Friday for groceries. I do laundry every week and clean the house." Zoro says triumphantly as he sits up straighter and crosses his arms, nose pointing in the air. Sanji turned his head as he covered his mouth, hiding the smile on his face. That was the most cute response he could have seen from Zoro.

"That's good to hear. But you don't look so good, you seem sluggish. Is everything really ok? How's school?" He asks as he smiles.

"Fine." Zoro hunches back, slouching in his seat. His face is is sullen. He could see its not but he knows Zoro.

"How's the club?" His smile is sad.

"Good. You know me."

"Yup, always ahead of everyone. Sorry I haven't been to any of the tournaments recently. I've been busy with work and everything."

"Its ok. Just the same win. Plus no need to worry about me anymore. I'm not the baby anymore." Zoro says. The man laughs.

"Oh Zoro you will always be the baby of our family. You're the youngest and cutest." The man reaches over and pinches Zoro's cheek.

"Stop that, Smoker!" Zoro swats his hand away. Zoro blushes slightly and Sanji found himself guaking. He's seen Zoro having sex and he's never blushed.

"Come on it's an older brothers right to tease his younger brother." Smoker smiles.

"It's the older brother and sister, apparently." Zoro says laying his head on the table.

"Speaking of, have you seen the twins." Smoker says silently. "Have you seen our sisters?"

"I saw Perona yesterday, she came to get something but I haven't seen Bonney in months." Zoro says.

They talk about more things and they hear everything. The three of them learned a lot about Zoro. That he's got a dad, an older brother and older twin sisters. He's the youngest. The baby of the family. He takes care of the house all by himself. Doing his own laundry, making his own food and everything, cleaning the house by himself. He practically lives by himself.