Flaming Emotions, Burning Passions

By YaoiFanLady2

Welcome, maties! Argh! Ahahahaaa! Lol sorry. Here we go again. Oh, and I got a few reviews form an individual who reminded me of a few discrepancies. Including Chopper's inclusion and position amongst the crew in relation to other members, Luffy and Usopp's behaviour and also some other minor things. Thankyou for picking those up-I didn't notice! My story may seem strange because I have never seen the Japanese version and have only seen about 4osomething of the English one. But there you go. I can't change it now coz it's in too deep, but I will keep them in mind next time! thanks!

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YFL2 xoxoxox

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the One Piece stuff, but if I did I'd make Sanji and Zolo all mine! Those two are so yummy…lol DROOL

CHAPTER 5- Zolo's Dangerous Game Backfires!
"Owww…my head…" Sanji pouted and grimaced as another pulse of his headache hit with a vengeance. Hands tangled in his fair hair, the blonde was sitting pitifully at the kitchen table with a bottle of Chopper's headache serum sitting beside him.

Chopper clucked his tongue disapprovingly and patted Sanji sympathetically on the back, causing the pale cook to issue forth a small moan and take a sip of the serum. Chopper smiled reassuringly and draped a blanket over Sanji's shoulders.

"I'll be back soon, Sanji." The small reindeer said pleasantly. "Don't get up while I'm gone. Try to move as little as possible; it will stop your head from hurting too much. Ok?"

"…Yeah…"

Sanji watched as the little doctor tottered out of the door and closed it behind him, his hooves clattering ion deck until Sanji couldn't hear them anymore. Sanji grumbled loudly, pining for a cigarette but unable to light up since Chopper had confiscated them all. Apparently the chemicals in the cigarettes would react with the headache serum and Sanji had hurriedly passed his packet and lighter over when the doctor had mentioned serious blood poisoning as an after affect.

Now, nicotine deprived, ill tempered and hung over, Sanji sat back and thanked his lucky stars that the crew was on land and that Chopper was the only one allowed to go near him. Sanji didn't think he could cope listening to Nami's lectures about drinking, Luffy laughing like a madman and dropping stupid comments, Usopp telling him that he was lucky 'Captain Usopp' had been there to help him, and Zolo…Sanji sighed.

He could remember what he had done while he was drunk, and he was kicking himself for it. Being in the same room as the man who he had kissed would not only have been awkward as hell, but also would have meant that Sanji would have to explain himself.

"The thing is…I don't know why I did it." Sanji thought out loud to himself, one hand still knotted stressfully in his hair. His eyes throbbed and a dull thud of the headache was constantly bashing at the inside of his skull. The tonic was definitely helping though; when he had woken, it felt like his head was about to split open. Now only a slight pulsing thump and dizziness kept him from moving out of his warm seat.

Sighing, he closed his eyes and allowed the heat of the kitchen to overwhelm him. He didn't see the shadow in the glass of the door, nor hear the handle silently turn or the door open quietly.

He sighed again and allowed his head to drop onto the wooden table, totally oblivious of his visitor. "Why? It's not like I'm gay or nuthin'…women are beaudiful!" he muttered to himself, scoffing when he realized what he was saying. "But Zolo…shit."

"But I what?"

It took a few seconds for the deep and masculine voice to register in Sanji's throbbing brain, but his headache was soon the last thing the cook had to worry about.

"SHIT! ZOLO?"

Whipping his head off of the tabletop, Sanji turned and gaped open mouthed at the swordsman who had snuck into the room while Sanji was muttering to himself. He stood in almost exactly the same spot as he had the afternoon that Sanji had made his move, but this time he seemed far more calm and amiable. Wearing his customary clothes, the tanned man had his arms crossed and was staring down at the pitifully hung over blonde with an almost satisfied grin on his face.

"Yes, it's me." His smile changed to a smirk and he watched as Sanji blushed and dropped his head back to the table with a thump. "I guess that means you remember what you did then."

Sanji grunted unresponsively and Zolo let out a small snigger.

"Good." He shut the door behind him and walked inside the hot room, pulling a chair over to sit directly beside the mortified chef, who didn't acknowledge the advance. "So you must remember what you said to me, am I right?"

Sanji grunted again and Zolo leant forward, clearly enjoying the affect his questions were having. "You said that you were answering the question of why you had been watching me…do you remember what your answer was?"

Sanji sat up off of the table and jumped as Zolo ran his finger down Sanji's back delicately, allowing the rest of his hand to progressively run down the expanse of tense muscles. Sanji yelped and shifted out of Zolo's reach, wide eyes staring at the grinning man through the blonde hair cascading over his face. Sanji watched as the muscular man beside him let out a laugh and leant forward, placing one warm hand on the cook's lap.

Sanji blanched and stared down at the hand, gasping as the firm grip was tightened provocatively. He looked back up and frowned questioningly at the swordsman. "Jus' what do ya think yer doin'?"

"I've asked you that already and you answered in a very direct way…" Zolo bit his lip suggestively and Sanji blushed, remembering the answer he had given in fine detail. Zolo shrugged and moved his hand further up Sanji's calf. "So how would you like me to answer?"

The swordsman grinned to himself, watching with satisfaction as the blonde cook floundered for an answer.

"…Well…I…uh…"

"What?" Zolo asked mockingly, moving his hand up to Sanji's hip. "Something like this?"

Sanji growled at the obvious attempt to make Sanji lose his control, and he gritted his teeth. 'I won't let dis shitty swordsman annoy me…' he thought stubbornly. 'He's jus' tryin' ta get a reaction…'

Zolo grinned slyly, noticing the tenseness in the blonde's face and the tightness of his jaw. He could also feel the flesh below his hand warming slowly, noticing with a satisfied grunt that the temperature was rising the closer to Sanji's groin his hand went.

Zolo sniggered. 'Payback time, ya stupid blonde cook.' He thought snidely. 'Let's see how you like being toyed with!'

Edging forwards in his seat, Zolo moved to within centimeters of the other man and added his other hand to Sanji's lap, instead trailing it up over his abdomen, feeling the muscles tense and move as his touch traced up the cooks' chest.

Trying desperately to ignore what Zolo was doing, Sanji closed his eyes and stubbornly repeated his command in his slowly throbbing head. 'Don't react, don't react, don't react, DON'T REACT, DON'T REACT, DON'T RE…HOLYSHIT!'

His mantra was broken as impulses from his groin told him that Zolo had slowly and deliberately begun to slide his hand onto Sanji's increasing arousal and was currently massaging what was there. Cursing, Sanji felt his headache disappear and be replaced with depleted fury and stimulation. He was angry that he had surrendered to the whims of his body, angry that he had reacted and angry at the self-satisfied sneer that was curling the swordsman's mouth.

But his body liked every second of what Zolo was doing-as the grinning swordsman pressed hardly onto Sanji's growing erection, the blonde's back arched on impulse and he pressed himself into the warm palm. Before he could stop himself, a low moan of pleasure escaped his lips and he closed his eyes in ecstasy, leaning back in the chair.

The warmth of the hands on his body left him, and Sanji's eyes snapped open. Zolo was standing over him, a mischievous and triumphant grin on his features.

"Why'd ya stop?" The golden haired cook blurted out, not even thinking about what he was going to say. He blushed once he had realized what he had said, but curiosity held his tongue. He waited for an answer and watched as Zolo laughed subtly and placed both palms on Sanji's chest, bringing his face to Sanji's till their noses were touching.

"Familiar, Sanji?"

"…Mm…" Sanji grunted in agreement and watched as Zolo snickered in amusement.

The cook felt the large rough hands that were torturing yet pleasing his body run up his torso. Zolo traced his hands over Sanji's tense shoulders and up his neck, letting them entwine themselves in the blonde hair. Sanji's eyes started to close and he sighed blissfully, enjoying the feeling of fingers running through his hair, his skin still tingling from where the hands had been.

Zolo narrowed his eyes and sneered, absorbing the view of Sanji at his mercy. It was satisfying that he could get the better of his crewmate until Sanji was begging for more, and Zolo liked the control that he had over the golden haired chef. Deciding that it was time to add the final touch to his little game, Zolo seductively leant down into Sanji's ear and purred deeply, his deep and gravely voice sending visible goose bumps down Sanji's skin.

Quickly, he removed his hands from Sanji's hair and gripped the chef firmly, hauling him out of the seat to stand in front of him. Taken aback and weakened from his hangover, Sanji cried out in surprise and his legs almost gave way below him, prompting Zolo to hold Sanji close to his body for support. Their muscular bodies pressed intimately together, Zolo realized with half awkwardness half satisfaction that the blonde was enjoying his game a lot more than what was getting let on, his erection pressing into Zolo's thigh.

Sanji just breathed out deeply and wrapped his arms around the body that was supporting him, totally disregarding the delayed and frantic screams of his brain to not react. He looked up as one of Zolo's hands once again ran through his hair and noticed that the swordsman had a very suspicious grin on his face. The thoughts that ran through Sanji's head concerning why Zolo was playing around with him however, were totally disregarded when he felt soft lips run against his cheek. Sanji closed his eyes and felt Zolo's mouth travel delicately down his face until they stopped just over his mouth.

Instinctually Sanji opened his lips for the kiss but instead of doing what Sanji expected, Zolo took the lower lip into his mouth and bit it gently. Sanji moaned and pushed against Zolo's mouth, provoking Zolo to widen his lips and close the gap between them, pushing his tongue through the warm entrance. Sanji tightened his grip on Zolo's body and ran his hands up the swordsman's perfect musculature, his tongue dancing with the other man's as they battled for dominance.

Finally, Zolo pulled slowly back and the kiss was broken.

Sanji's eyes fluttered open and he stared embarrassedly at the man before him. He reddened, realizing that he had just made out with his crewmate and that he had undoubtedly enjoyed it.

'Shit. Now what?' Sanji cursed to himself, noticing his erection that Zolo's actions had provoked pressing against his tight pants. His body was on sexual fire, he was in a tight embrace with another man and that man was looking at him with a brooding veneer, observing him for a reaction. 'Ah shit…He kissed me, 'nd I liked it, 'nd now I'm horny as hell, 'nd I'm goin' crazy, 'nd…shit! Now what!'

Zolo frowned as he watched Sanji bite his lip and divert his eyes as if he was arguing with himself over something he wanted to do really badly. It wasn't quite the reaction the swordsman had been looking for; he was hoping that the chef might have gotten angry or given Zolo an excuse to whack him one, but the blonde was being unusually reserved and almost tentative.

What bothered Zolo more was that kissing another man, especially when it was Sanji the shitty cook, wasn't as bad as he had expected it to be. He had been bracing himself for it, telling himself that it would be worth it when he could gloat and rub it in the cook's face afterwards, but…

He also found himself blushing in desire and wanting more.

And another one done…I hope u guys are all happy with me, coz I sure am! I've written this entire story in just three days! Argh. I know, I know, I don't think it's that good either…but it's not too bad, right? After all, I am only human. Seriously. Well, at least I think I am. Am i? I dunno…hm. Ill get back to you on that one. Hmm…

Cough Aaaaanyway…what do you think? Hahahaaa (evil cackle) Zolo's plan failed miserably! Heheheheee now what? Should they just fuck and get it over with, or should the tension remain and the sexual games continue? Notice that Sanji's not gay? He's BISEXUAL! YAY! Hmmm….so's Zolo, but it should be funny to see what I can do to them…Hahahahahaaa! Well, what r u thinking, my little reviewing minions? Don't ask me, I dunno! U tell me! Review! lol

Oh, btb…term 2 of year 12 has just started which means no updates for at least a month or so…definitely not for quite a few weeks. Sorry, but that's tha way tha cookie crumbles!

YFL 2 xoxoxox