A/N: Yes, another one. I can't seem to stop writing. It's my downside. I came up with the idea of this when I was listening to 'Echo' by Trapt and 'Sugar, we're going down' by Fall Out Boys. Then I remembered I hadn't written a Sanji/Zoro fic that I said I would, and here's this. So enjoy!… in just a sec…
Disclaimers: I wish it was, but it isn't. You know how it is.
Parings: Zoro/Sanji main, Luffy/OC(Yaoi paring) another.
Notes: Err… do I have any notes?… This fic'll be a little bit of fantasy. I've always wanted to write a fantasy idea that was in my head.
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Chapter 1: Blood Bath.
A past drenched in blood ,
But a future that's bathed in tears.
Once there was nothing,
Now thrives something in fantasy.
Who no one thought to exist,
Will come and show their face
In laughter and anger.
Friends thought to be dreams,
Will be together once again.
Zoro sat quietly in his office reading a note he found in his inbox. Flipping the paper over to see if there was anything else written on the back, he took a sip of coffee from his dark green mug.
'Who the hell sent this to me?' The teen thought oddly, setting back down. He ran it over in his mind, thinking it was from someone who was itching to get a story in his magazine.
Zoro was working as a teen intern for a magazine called 'Going on.' He originally didn't want anything to do with it when it was offered, but his master Fuu-den said he could pull some strings for the blue haired teen so he could work undercover stories. That's all he was really interested in. But not just any undercover story. What he wanted was…
"Blood Bath." Zoro whispered to himself. He picked up a picture on his desk. It was old wore an torn at the edges. The picture was of a dark figure with short hair standing over a bloody figure, dreanched in blood himself. As soon as Blood Bath made his first kill, Zoro wanted the story, drawn out pure fasination. He didn't know why, but he had to meet Blood Bath face to face, in spite of any risk..
"Yo Zoro!" Zoro looked up from his picture to his glass door to see his best friend and mail girl Nami standing at the door. "What's up?"
"Nothing, as usual. What do you need?" He asked the girl, getting up and walking toward her.
"Wanna go to lunch and talk about some leads on Blood Bath? I think I got some good ones this time around." The red head tugged at her pin stripped pink and black skirt.
"I'm up for it, but I'm not paying."
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Sanji laid down on the gritty floor of an abandoned, broken down building, staring through the hole in the roof up at the stars, his mind running over thought after thought. His curly eyebrow furrowed tightly in concentration, searching for that one thought. He was so out of the world he didn't hear a near-by door creek open.
"Honey I'm home." Sanji's head snapped tightly to the side. His eyes landed on Raina, his close friend. She was wearing a purple turtle neck sweater and a jean skirt. Beside her was something of a small floating ball of pink hair with pointy ears and 3 tails and big pink eyes.
"You find him…?" Sanji asked worriedly, sitting up straight. Raina shook her head, violet colored hair shaking about her. "Damn. This is the 100th time he's gotten away!" The girl sat down beside him, and the puff ball, named Pew fell into his lap. "How much essence did he get?" The girl shrugged.
"Maybe we'll get Blood Bath soon, Prince." Raina said hopefully, setting a brown hand on Sanji's shoulder. "And then we'll find your old friend." Sanji sighed as Pew sneezed, blowing out of his lap.
"Hopefully."
A/N: How was that? Don't forget to review plz!