Friday was a learning experience for Zoro. He learned that he is by himself, all alone, and that his class, if not the whole school will start to bullying him. He spent the weekend preparing himself for what's to come. He had expected it. He even believed he deserves it. It's what he gets for doing what he did.

He had a choice. He knew that some guys had girlfriends and he could have rejected them but he didn't. He just opened his legs and let them in. He didn't even fight about it. In the beginning, when he was given those terms he thought about it for a second. His virginity was forcefully taken from him, his crush rejected him so what is there left? He didn't think it was a big deal at the time. He didn't care as long as he got the opportunity to play again, to train in the club, to go to a tournament and test his strength like in middle school. And he held onto to that slim chance, that one percent, that it would happen. No way was Brandon going to let him and he should have stopped himself, gotten away, gotten out of it sooner. He only had himself to blame. Brandon was only playing with him and he knew but their was hope. Something he should have ignored.

Zoro walked onto the school grounds, head down looking down at his shoes. He's prepared. He made sure to bring a drink this time, he even brought snacks just in case. He also got the extra credit packet and help sheet the teacher gave him before he headed to work. He spent the weekend doing it. Hopefully it could bring his grade up, not that it really mattered at this point. He made sure it was good enough to play sports but it doesn't really matter as long as it's a B. Enough to get into collage, even if it is a community college, or maybe out of state would be better, how about out of country? He should ask his father, or siblings for help on that.

Then something stood out in the corner of his eye. He was being surrounded but not too close. No one is going to beat his ass but they did crowd around him at arm's length, ok maybe a bench length. The swordsman's steps got slower and slower until he just stopped and looked around. This is not what happened on Friday. He felt his eyebrow raise. Did they all need something from him?

"Go die homo!" He heard someone shout. Then his face got smack with something wet, his bag falling off his shoulder. He closed his eyes on impact, when he opened them again he saw something on the floor next to his school bag. Squinting to get a closer look he saw that it's a condom. Well maybe not, condoms don't break that easy but it did look like one. He touched his face, still wet, he saw that it was clear. The texture was also slick, a little on the thick side and cold. A condom full of lube was thrown at him.

"Jump of a bridge!" A different person shouts and he's hit again. This time the lube is not clear, but red.

He got hit again and again. Insulting names being shouted at him. He looked around and saw his 'friends' just staring at him. They looked shock but they didn't help. He pleaded in his head but they didn't move. He gave them pleading eyes.

Luffy? Chopper? Usopp?

He turned to Sanji. He stared too. He wanted someone but Sanji wouldn't help a guy out, only the ladies. To think he was willing to get help from Sanji, the liar. He looked around more and saw the guys from the sports club looking at him. Most of them smiling. They still had patches on their face and some had casts. They just walked on. He could see some laughing as they turned their head.

The strong build man felt his legs tremble and almost give out, his felt his eyes sting with tears but he held them back. He will not give them the satisfaction of seeing him cry, he will not cry ever again, that's what he promised himself. His fingers trembled as he bend over to pick his bag up. He took one last look at everyone, people shouting at him, throwing things at him, and laughing at him.

He turned around and ran. He was sticky and glittery, a little cold and he didn't know what to feel but he knew that he will not take it, he will not take that. He can handle the petty bullying but he will not take that public humiliations again. He doesn't want to go through that. He wasn't going to let that continue on for another minute.

He ran back home, went to the bathroom and stripped of everything, he washed the lube from his hair. After the shower he jumped back into his pajamas and went back to his warm and welcoming bed. He closed his eyes and slept. Forgetting everything.

After Zoro tuck tail and ran, those who were there and participated stood straight, very proud of themselves. As they waited for the school day to begin they talked about it. Giving each other high fives. Laughing about it. Sanji heard some people were recording it and they played it over and over again, even sending it to each other.

Sanji frowned at himself. What is he doing?

Why didn't he help?

The look of Zoro with his head down was something he didn't want to ever see. Zoro always had his head up with pride of who he is.

Zoro is suppose to be the one he has a crush on. He just let Zoro be hurt and watched.

Did he really have a fault in that? He tried to talk to Zoro on Friday and he was ignored. Zoro didn't even look at him. Just walked right past him like he wasn't there. He even heard him talking to the teacher, he doesn't like talking to the teachers. He didn't make eye contact. Honestly he has no idea what to do. Zoro doesn't want him around, so he stayed away but... he should have done something. Even the others aren't talking to him.

What's he going to do now?