Smells like Woman

by Eike

(Topic: ficlet must begin with "____ smelled like ____.")

Sanji's hair smelled like flowers. Zoro wasn't sure if he had caught it correctly, but he leaned in closer to the other's form, and took a deep breath -- yes, definitely flowers. He hesitantly ran his fingers through the blond hair, to make sure it wasn't some sort of dream. Solid texture, real; but also very soft, silky, not at all like the usual coarseness.

Sanji's hair smelled like Nami, his mind finally registered. "Oy, Sanji, why do you smell like a woman?"

Sanji shifted in his embrace, mumbled, "'S'not that."

Zoro waited.

Finally, a huffy "fine!" Sanji propped himself up on his elbows and glared at Zoro. "What do you care anyway?"

Zoro shrugged. "I'm just wondering, that's all. I don't care if you sleep with other people." He turned so that his back faced Sanji.

Another couple of moments passed, and he could feel Sanji settle back down against him.

"...... I used Nami's Herbal Essences. Okay?"

Zoro didn't answer, but his lips curved into a smile.