Ya! Chapter three!

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Sanji awoke to the sensation of the dusk sea breeze tickling his bare torso. The salty air seemed to sting in places and the coldness made him shiver slightly. He surveyed himself; apparently he was alive and well. Hmph, he could kick himself.injuring himself with a wine bottle. Who would have guessed there would be so much glass? Another good reason to stay away from shitty wine from now on, he figured.

Tiny bandages seemed throughout his upper half.and from the looks of I the worst of the incident was a couple of almost deadly nicks on his left wrist and a deep cut in the side of his stomach. He realized suddenly that he was sitting at the table he had laid the platter of food out on earlier and looked up to a sight that made him think he was still unconscious.

Zorro stood across from him pouring wine in what had to be the most formal assortment of clothing he owned. Still he remained Zorro, the collar slightly undone and hair tussled. The suit though.it was like it was made just for the swordman. All by itself the suit said "A cool powerful but understated guy lives here. He definitely looked good.but it didn't feel like the same Zorro that just walked across glassy needles to get to him.

"Oh good you're awake." Zorro smiled lightly. "The food looks really tasty I wasn't sure I'd be able to wait for you." Sanji was speechless at this. He suddenly desired a cigarette. Anything else to focus on. He noticed a clean shirt and his jacket hanging off the chair next to him and he carefully pulled them on. He noticed his cigs weren't in them though. He was about to comment on this when he realized.Were did the wine Zorro was pouring come from??? His eyes fell upon the bottle. The good stuff he was going to share with Nami.that was on the counter. Did he? Did Zorro carry him and the bottle of wine out of the kitchen?!" He couldn't help but gape. Zorro pretended not to notice, instead sitting down and taking a fork in his fingers. Sanji quickly followed suit. The fish was fucking unbelievable and..still warm?

"It's still warm! " Zorro waved his hand dismissingly at Sanjis surprise.

"It may seem like a long time but it has only been maybe twenty minutes since..well whatever that was in the kitchen."

"Just a freak error.." Sanji replied with a withering look that said bluntly "question me further and die".

"Alright." The silence that followed was horrible. There was so much Sanji wanted to say.

"Hey..you look nice." It was the most obvious thing to start with on a long list figured the cook.

"Well the food looked more formal than usual." Zorro managed a shrug but Sanji could tell a smile lurked there. "Great fish by the way.I've never had anything this good."

"Yeah, it's great isn't it? It's special North Blue Beluga Swordfish.it's supposed to..uh.." Sanji felt suddenly aware of what he was about to say.

"Supposed to do what?" prodded the swordsman, after taking another bite.

"Release inner passions." Zorros face went white and he spit the food out in surprise.

"Geez.You're awfully nervous. Your inner passions that unnerving?" Sanji quipped quickly. It felt like a set up.the answer seemed incredibly important.

"No. You misunderstand. I'm worried about you." That was the answer the cook was afraid of. Zorro was afraid he was going to attack him in some perverted way. The pain of this hurt more than any glass that has been embedded in his skin earlier. The implications were far reaching. He couldn't keep the frown off his face.

"And maybe I am a little worried that I am too much like you." Sanji felt lifted out of himself. He looked at Zorro. The bright colors of the sunset still in the sky even though the sun was gone, outlined this handsome, powerful man he knew he could depend on. The meal he made was better than he dreamed. Sanji sighed. He had to tuck this moment of happiness away. He must make himself remember every sensation forever.

It all seemed so obvious to him now. He was always annoyed at Zorro because he wished he were annoyed. All those fights had been an excuse to tough the fighter close and work through whatever tension regarding his feeling toward him (sexual or otherwise). He wished he loved Nami more.more in a way that would consume him so he didn't have to keep thinking about Zorro. He didn't want to want him. Sanji did not want to want it to go on like this forever. He didn't want to want Zorro..not at all. He had to remember this moment..this happiness. Zorro liked him a little..he could tell. Now the cook could be happy with this knowledge and go back to how things were. He couldn't see this going anywhere or end happily.

Sanji closed his eyes. That was it. When he opened his eyes he would be the same old Sanji. The handsome blond cook who loved Nami and was annoyed by Zorro. He had great willpower, when he opened his eyes.he was resolved not to have any of these feelings for Zorro. Alright on three.One..Two..Thr.

The warm lips on Sanjis' made him lose count..loose track of everything really. The blond pressed his lips back in return, it felt like a secret message charged with electricity was being passed between them. A thought beyond the pleasure reached sanjis conscious. 'You are kissing Zorro. If you want to stop it, you have to do it now..'

Funny.he couldn't seem to stop the kiss. He reached out to push the swordsman away but upon feeling a loosely tied tie, Sanji envisioned the man standing before him and pulled him in closer.

Zorro broke the kiss first for need of air. Sanji looked lost when he realized what the swordsman was doing but let him go. Zorro wanted to kiss him again but knew he had to know if the blond cook had acknowledged the possibility he liked him..the possibility of more. Zorro studied his face.Sanji was thinking.

What was he doing! Sanji berated himself. Didn't he just say he'd forget about those feelings? Maybe it wasn't too late..he could.maybe..

Zorro saw the creases of a frown and felt his heart sank. Sanji had made his decision then. He wanted to get up and sulk but found he couldn't. The words of psychic rang in his head. This night is destined to be successful.even if I have to work at it and not give up. He looked to Sanji.

"You are a great guy Sanji, you have a lot of talent and skills. Not to mention looks and charm. It really is a pity that you're such a coward." Zorro kept his face straight with slight the tone of uncaring disappointment.

Sanji felt himself burn. He began to feel himself blush at the comments but the word coward toward over his head and then smashed into him like a to of bricks. He stood up in a flash (feeling a little woozy for the effort) and point his finger at Zorro in s pure rage.

"You think I am a coward!!!" He rolled up his sleeve as if he was about to attack Zorro, as he did so though he noticed the carefully placed bandages along his arms and paused.

"Not in all ways." Continued Zorro looking uninterested in the rage that the cook was simmering in. Deep down though he was worried that this usage of effort might make him pass out again or aggravate his wounds but it had to be done. "I have meet no one braver as far as physical danger was concerned.except for Luffy, and sometimes that borders on idiocy. I swear he has no sense of self preservation."

Sanji hmphed to himself. Zorro was one to talk.he was usually as bad as the rubber man.

"But as far as emotional risk, you have a cowards heart." Sanji felt slapped by the words and sat back down. He'd attack Zorro after he finished, that way he could save some energy for the beating he was going to give him.

"All the crew started the pursuit of their dream without hesitation except for one. I am not talking about Uosopp either. Only you needed a painful kick out the door. Did you cry? Look me in the eye and tell me you didn't want to run. Look me in the eye and tell me you don't want to run now, away from me and away from your feelings. Look me in the eye Sanji and tell me!"