Disclaimer/Summary: If Zolo could read minds then what would he be able to do? Zo/San, Zo/Nam
"Where is that lazy bastard?" I could hear that annoying love cook now, shouting his head off about his wonderful cooking being ready to be devoured by people who barely notice he's alive.
"…Oi…" I felt a sharp pang where he had kicked my thigh. "Dinner you dumb-ass…" I opened a bleary eye to see Sanji disappear downstairs.
"Fine," I yawned and got up slowly. Then I remembered Luffy would be down there and I quickened my pace to get something that wasn't leftovers.
There was the usual babble about Luffy being king of the pirates and Nami going on about treasure whilst Sanji stared at her chest. I could here something about battling great white sharks from Usopp's end of the table and Chopper's naïve gasps of amazement.
Sometimes that little runt was just too annoying. I finished my dinner and decided to go and train some more. I didn't really have anything other to do than that.
"Hey," it was the bloody cook… Again! "aren't you gonna' eat any of this?" Sanji pulled up the trolley and a whole tray of beautifully presented and fantastic smelling deserts terrorised my senses.
They looked so good! But I didn't want to be around there, but the food! But I had to think of my figure… retract that last one. I'm not gay! Man I hate pillow biters!
"Fine I'll try one." I sat down heavily and waited for Luffy to dig into the culinary delights. But Sanji was holding him back, amazingly.
"Go on then, pick the one you want." He said with no emotion to be aware of. But he did have something odd about him that I couldn't place.
…Man I hate pillow biters… Then it hit me, was Sanji trying to flirt with me? Nah this is Sanji for crying out loud, he hates pillow biters too, right?
"Thanks," I said roughly, taking a cake thingy with little green swirls on it. I loved the colour green more than I loved training.
That sounded gay didn't it? I'm no fag!
Or was I?
"It looks as if there's a storm out there" Nami stated, bringing my thoughts of my sexuality to a halt… for now
"Maybe, I'll go check." I got up and re-attached my swords to my belt.
"Don't go in the crows nest if you are, Usopp said he left something dangerous up there. No-one knows what else needs to be added to it until it explodes." Nami warned.
"Fine, fine!" I was getting irritated easily today. Going outside would calm my nerves as well as chill them out. I opened the door and was met by the unpredictable grand line weather.
Harsh and cold, like the basis of my life… hmm, maybe not that cold.
I clambered up to the crow's nest and found the thing Usopp had been working on. A lighting bolt crackled down near to the ship and I almost shit my pants. But I got over it quickly and as I went to climb down again with the contraption of Usopp's the roar of thunder blasted my ear drums.
The shock of the sound made me drop some of the strange liquid in my eyes; which in turn made me scream in pain and fall the last few feet. Then as if my luck wasn't any worse…
The lighting bolt stuck my very heart.
I'm...Somewhere in the dark...
'… … Get up Zolo!' her voice spoke to me, if she was talking to me then did that mean…
'Am I dead?'
'No but you will beif I don't throw you back.' And Kuina picked me up without any effort and threw me back to my body.
'I'm allowed to send you back but you have to survive the impact!' she shouted as my body/spirit picked up speed.
So that's what she meant.
The ship was really near so I decided to have a look around first. But I couldn't, the world went black.
...Am I ... Alive ...
"…nhher..." I moaned; it was a sort of 'what the hell am I doing on the floor?' moan.
But I wasn't on the floor, I was on the couch with my blanket and pillow, there was someone nearby and a bowl of soup on the side table.
I kept my eyes closed and tried to think about who could've been there.
'Please wake up you stupid bastard!' A voice echoed around my skull. Yes I didn't hear them in my ear, I heard them in my mind…
…The voice
Oh shit its Sanji!
R&R: wasn't a good chapter but it will get a lot funnier, however you HAVE to tell me if you like perverted humour or the 'knock knock, who's there?' kind…
Its so I know which audience to appeal to.
