Being Nice
Topic: Challenges
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Zoro/Sanji
Word Count: 379 (a little over…oh well…)
"Face it. You just can't be nice to me."
"I can be nicer to you than you can be to me."
"That a challenge?"
And that's how the idiocy started.
It was Little Garden all over again, except with a nauseatingly sweet overtone and severe lack of physical violence which took the fun out of everything. In fact, it made them both utterly miserable.
"Here's a nice drink for you, Zoro-san." Sanji pulled his lips back from his gritted teeth into what could be called a smile if generously interpreted.
"Why, thank you, Sanji-kun." Zoro's voice was pure syrup, albeit one that had been boiling on the stove for too long and the burnt smell was coming through.
Everyone within earshot cringed.
It went on the whole day. Sanji was sure his nerves were worn near their breaking point and he suspected that the stupid swordsman's were as well. This was by far their silliest, nastiest, most annoying competition ever.
But by the Four Blues! He was not going to lose to seaweed-head!
After dinner, the swordsman even volunteered to help with the dishes.
"I can manage, Zoro-san." His laugh was strained. The day had been too long already.
"Oh but I insist."
"Then let me get you an extra tart to thank you."
The others fled the kitchen.
They finished scrubbing the plates in silence, an unspoken mutual agreement that their endurance for the cloying had reached the limit.
"I did ten nice things to you today. I'm nicer." Zoro said as he dried his hands off.
"I did eleven nice things. I won."
"No, you did not." Zoro growled angrily. "Bastard! I'll show you I'm nicer!"
With that, he grabbed a fistful of the cook's shirtfront and pulled him close, kissing him long and hard on the lips.
Sanji's eyes went wide. He struggled violently, then vaguely, and eventually started kissing him back with equal fervor.
Finally, Zoro released him and surveyed his handiwork with a smug smile.
The cook swayed a little, his eyes half-hooded, a becoming flush on his fair cheeks.
"You call that nice?" He murmured.
Holding Zoro's gaze, he loosened his tie and removed it in one slow languid motion.
"I'll show you nice." He breathed as he closed the distance between them.