Chapter 1, Devil fruit.
Sanji's eyes opened blearily and he immediately registered the searing pain in his neck. He shifted, and with a groan, lifted his head from his chest to look around. His spine felt crumpled and he twisted to crack the joints. With a 'pop' they cracked satisfyingly and Sanji sighed. He knew it wasn't over, though, when he felt the stiff ropes wrapped around his wrists, holding him down in a chair. His arms were numb and he couldn't feel his legs. A fleeting memory burst through his brain and he groaned again.
"Fucking Marines," he mumbled.
Another groan made it to his ears and Sanji spied around the dark room, catching sight of one green haired Swordsman. Sanji rolled his eyes. How did he get stuck here with him? The Swordsman shifted in the chair he was strapped to and lifted his head, one bleary eye opening to stare straight at Sanji.
"Welcome to the land of the living, Marimo," Sanji snorted.
Zoro sent him a glare, turning his head away to ignore the blond. Sanji huffed, he didn't need the bastard to get out of here. He shifted again, tugging at the ropes he could reach with his numbed arms.
"That's not gonna work, you know," Zoro commented.
Sanji glared at him, noting he still couldn't feel his legs. Why was that, he wondered. Zoro was still looking at him with a glare. Sanji glared right back, until he began to get worried that he really couldn't feel his legs.
"I-" he hesitated. "I can't feel my legs," he finally said.
Zoro groaned in a way that made Sanji guess he knew what was wrong. "They drugged us, idiot. Or don't you remember?" Zoro bulged his muscles to demonstrate that he wasn't at full strength either and kept talking. "I can't even get out of here."
Sanji sighed, resigning himself to waiting. "Guess we don't have a choice but to wait for the Captain to come and bust us out."
Zoro hummed in response and slumped in his seat. Sanji let his head fall back and stared at the dark ceiling. It really sucked to be captured. He hoped the crew was alright without two of their main fighters. Sanji knew the rest of the crew was perfectly capable of defending himself, but he was rather with them to help than be captured and not able to help.
"I wanna get out of here. When does the drug wear off?" Sanji asked the darkness.
Zoro huffed. "Don't know, don't care. Let's just wait it out."
Sanji sighed. He hated waiting. Waiting made him anxious for what was to come. And he didn't like that they weren't in a normal cell, it gave him the creeps. His suspicions were confirmed when the heavy metal door opened to let in bright light and a light switch was flicked on to illuminate the dark room. Sanji squinted, trying to make out who had come in.
When his sight cleared of the black spots, Sanji groaned as he recognized the Marine Captain that had led the attack on the Sunny. So this was the bastard that had captured them. How? That still eluded Sanji's mind. The captain was a burly man, strong muscles decorating his body. His head was tinged red, eyes hidden by a pair of sunglasses and punky black hair that refused to stay down with gel. He also seemed slightly fatter than he should have been.
"Hello pirates, my name is Captain Shoda and as you can see, you're my prisoners," the man said as he walked over to a table that stood against the far wall.
Sanji couldn't see what was on it, but he guessed they were torture devices. Judging by Zoro's look, who was closer, they were. Shoda turned to them, a box in his hand. It was a wooden box, decorated with golden accessories. Sanji thought it looked like a treasure chest.
"This, my dear pirates," Shoda began, taking off his sunglasses to spy at them with green eyes. "Contains a Devil Fruit. I will ask you a few questions and if you give me the right answers, I'll let you out of here. If you don't, I feed you the Fruit and then see what happens."
Sanji shuddered at the thought. The bastard was planning something and Sanji didn't like his gaze. He wondered what Devil Fruit was in the box. He knew they both didn't want to eat one, Zoro really didn't.
"Why would we answer you?" Zoro glared at the man, snapping his question.
Shoda grinned, dropping the box on the metal table and walking up to Zoro. He bend down to look at Zoro, and Sanji was surprised when Shoda punched the Swordsman so hard his chair rocked back and he slammed his head onto the cement floor. Sanji's eyes widened as Zoro coughed hard, spitting blood onto the floor next to him. His cheek was red and beginning to turn purple, spreading to his cheekbone and his eye-socket. His lip was split and blood dripped from his mouth to form a puddle on the floor.
"How about now?" Shoda asked.
Sanji didn't answer as he was still watching Zoro. The Swordsman's eye was heavy and he seemed dazed. How could one punch do that to Zoro? Said man coughed again and groaned, turning his head to stare at the Captain.
"Thought so," Shoda bloated and turned to Sanji.
Sanji looked at him with sudden fear. Zoro's gaze had told him that that punch was extremely hard and painful, so even that Zoro had almost passed out. Shoda identified his look as fear and grinned evilly.
"I guess I found my target," he said and advanced on Sanji.
Sanji's eyes widened and he attempted to scoot back, which failed obviously. Shoda grabbed him roughly by the hair and Sanji only then noted the other person in the room. It was an Officer and he was walking towards the Captain with a sword drawn. Sanji was hoisted out the chair, suddenly, and the ropes were slashed off of him.
"Hey! Let go!" Sanji protested, limbs still too weak from the drug.
Shoda didn't answer him and dropped him to the floor, walking back to the table to retrieve the box. Sanji, meanwhile, was crawling over to Zoro, numb fingers fumbling with his bonds. The Officer behind him didn't even try to get him away from his friend, didn't seem to care.
Zoro caught his eyes, a worried expression lay dormant in the man's only remaining eye. Sanji swallowed hard. Zoro couldn't help him when he was still down. And the Swordsman knew that. Still, Sanji quickly undid his wrist bonds, though he kept it hidden from the Officer and the Captain.
A rough hand in his hair yanked him away from Zoro and he released a cry of pain. Zoro's eye widened and he growled low in his throat.
"Don't touch him!" the Swordsman roared.
Shoda shot out his foot and caught Zoro right in the stomach. The swordsman cried out in surprise and sudden pain, curling in on himself and shivering, limbs shuddering to a stop when he passed out.
"He can really pack a punch, I though the first dose I gave him was enough already," Shoda complained.
"Sir, you should have used more power in the first dose. He is known to be strong, but you did a good job punching him, it'll look lovely in the morning," the Officer noted.
Sanji's hands were scraping in his hair, trying to pry the hand in it loose, to no avail. He was dragged through the room, to the door, he realized with shock. They were gonna separate him from Zoro! He struggled more, numb limbs trying hard but failing.
Zoro's form was struggling to get up, but Sanji couldn't see if he actually got up because the door swung shut in his face, trapping the Swordsman in darkness. Sanji noticed the Officer had grabbed the tools from the table, along with the treasure chest. The blond cook was dragged through the hallway, few Marines giving him a worried look. The grip in his hair was bruising and he grit his teeth, trying to ignore it and focus on getting out of it.
He was suddenly flung to the floor in another room, and he scrambled up to get away. Sadly, his legs refused to support his weight and he crashed to the floor. Sanji cursed when the Officer grabbed him and wrestled him into a chair. Clasps were secured over his wrists and he was stuck. Sanji struggled with all his might, but it didn't work in his favor.
Shoda walked up to him, the Devil Fruit out of the box this time. It was a strange looking Devil Fruit. One side was smaller than the other and it seemed to be an apple. The color was strange as well. One side was blue while the other was pink. Sanji shuddered, it looked revolting.
Shoda smiled at his disgusted face, holding the Devil Fruit up to him. "This is the Karada Karada No Mi. The Body Body Fruit if you will. You will eat it, and with this," he paused to hold up a collar. It was small, but made out of metal. Sanji swallowed. "With this, I can control the powers of the Devil Fruit. I can make you do whatever I want."
Sanji noted the tone of madness in his voice and he gulped, he didn't really want to know what that Devil Fruit was going to do to him, and he couldn't defend himself. He was helpless. And he had to accept it. Shoda advanced on him, ordering the Officer to leave them. When the Officer was gone, Shoda gripped Sanji by the chin and forced his mouth open. Sanji, of course, protested, but with legs numb and arms bound, it was useless.
Shoda pressed the Fruit inside his mouth and Sanji gagged as it touched his tongue. Yeah, revolting. The Captain forced his mouth open further and pushed the Fruit further inside, to which Sanji's air way was cut off and he was forced to swallow the thing whole. It tasted horrible and he coughed, spitting saliva out on the floor and trying to rid his mouth of the nasty taste. Shoda looked at him, stepping back to get a better view. Sanji lifted his head to glare at the man once his mouth stopped trying to make him vomit.
Shoda moved back and fished the collar out of his pocket, lifting Sanji's head to secure it around his neck. Sanji growled, but didn't protest, it was useless anyway. Once Shoda was done, Sanji let his head hang. He felt horrible for letting this all happen and he didn't even know how he got captured anyway.
Shoda made a chuckling sound and turned to leave. "The results will be evident tomorrow. 'Till then Black Leg Sanji. Tata!" he said as he swung the door shut, leaving Sanji in utter and complete darkness.
o-o-o
Sanji kicked the offending Marine to the side and sprinted over the ship, jumping up the railing and kicking off to land on the larger vessel. He spotted Zoro, going at it with all three swords and slashing, killing his opponents. With a grimace, Sanji kicked another Marine in the teeth and send him flying into a group that had been sneaking up to Zoro.
The Swordsman sent him a glare, but Sanji ignored him in favor of fighting his own battle. He spotted a high ranking Marine overseeing the battle and he charged, certain that if he knocked out that man, the rest would follow soon. The man spotted him, and Sanji realized a little too late why the man had a mad grin on his face.
Something was shot and hit Sanji right in his neck. He yelped, pulled the thing out and looked at the Marine that shot it. The guy was grinning and Sanji's vision blurred. Shirt, that dart was drugged. Sanji swayed on the spot and he vaguely heard Luffy yell his name. Then Zoro screamed something else and a searing pain registered in the back of his neck.
His knees buckled and he fell to the slippery deck. Hands were on him in an instant and he was hoisted up, handcuffs secured around his feet and wrists. In his blurry vision, he spotted Zoro running towards him and he couldn't help but grin a little.
Suddenly though, Zoro flinched, and Sanji knew what that meant. Zoro sheathed one sword and pulled something from his neck. Sanji groaned as the Swordsman swayed. Then, a large marine swung a bat at his head and the man went down hard. The last thing Sanji saw was Luffy's screaming and desperate face.
o-o-o
Sanji's eyes opened for the second time and he wondered if he even had them open. It was so dark he couldn't see a thing, but he knew he was still captured. His wrists were sore from the shackles and he could finally feel that the Devil Fruit he ate was real. A strange sensation had started in his body, it wasn't unpleasant, just new and slightly weird.
He could hear voices on the other side of the door, but he couldn't understand what they were saying. With a groan, he managed to sit himself upright, letting his head roll from side to side to work the kinks out. Sanji blinked, then decided to close his eyes if they were useless to him anyway. His ears focused and he could finally hear what was being said.
"He's been trying to get out of the room for the whole night. There's a dent in the door and he trashed the table against the far wall. He's livid, sir. Should we drug him again?" a voice said.
"No," that was Shoda. "He's fine, just keep an eye on him while I'm busy with Black Leg. I'm not sure that the Demon of the East Blue will help him. According to the media, they hate each other's guts."
Sanji couldn't help but snicker at that. True, they hated each other, but not enough to forsake one in need of help. They'd saved each other's asses a number of times and Sanji had been grateful for every single one. They were also best friends, though it didn't seem like it at all. Still, it was nice that he could rely on Zoro when he needed him. But now, Sanji doubted that Zoro could help him. They were both in a tight spot, backs against the wall. They were also separated, which didn't make it better.
The door to the room opened and Sanji kept his eyes closed. He didn't want to seem awake, better stay unnoticed for a few more moments. Footsteps thudded around the room and a sudden pain flared in Sanji's neck. He gasped, eyes opening in surprise.
"I see you're awake," Shoda said with a smirk.
He held a small remote in his hand and Sanji guessed that was what had caused the pain. Shoda walked over to him, lifting his head with a gentle hand. Sanji glared at him, ripping out of his grasp. Shoda shrugged, turned around and closed the door, locking it.
"You gave me a Devil Fruit, but I don't know how to use it. What the hell do you want from me?" Sanji snapped at the Marine Captain.
Shoda walked back to him, remote at the ready and he gently turned Sanji's head again. Sanji growled, but didn't rip out of his grasp again. Shoda was looking at him rather strangely. It was a look that send shivers down Sanji's spine.
"You're new powers are actually quite useless, Black Leg. But to me," Shoda said, caressing Sanji's jaw. "They're intoxicating."
Sanji's shivers began to become more obvious as a sinking feeling began to form in his stomach. This was bad, and Sanji didn't even know what was going to happen. He didn't know what kind of powers he had, but he had a feeling they were something inconvenient for this particular moment. Very much so actually. If Shoda was suddenly being nice to him. That couldn't be a good sign. It was a very, very bad sign. Sanji swallowed hard, glancing around the room for something that could help him escape this place and go back to the Sunny.
"You know," Shoda caught his attention again. "I used to have a blond woman as my companion. We were married, she was a wonderful bride and wife to have." Shoda seemed nostalgic and Sanji deflated even more. "She died, killed by a pirate. And ever since, I have been looking for a replacement."
Sanji swallowed extra hard this time. "Y-You have?" he asked.
Shoda nodded slowly. "Her eyes were the shade of the ocean, so blue that they seemed to go deep, deeper than the ocean itself." Shoda looked down on him. "You're eyes look like hers," he said.
Sanji cursed. He knew this was coming. He'd felt it deep in him. The Devil Fruit was gonna turn him into a woman, not that he was going to complain. Being a woman seemed nice, and he was sure the crew wouldn't complain if he could still cook and fight. But on the other hand, it seemed so weird, and with this man here, it seemed even weirder. This guy wanted to, what? Marry him? Suddenly, Sanji's eyes widened as he finally understood what the man wanted from him. This guy was gonna rape him!
"I see you finally found out what I have been planning. Maria was my one and only love, and I want her back. You'll do anything I say with this collar, if you want it or not," Shoda said. "This Devil Fruit can change your body, make you a male or a female. Make you smaller, taller, fatter or lankier. But, my desire is for you to look like my blonde angel, Maria," Shoda whispered.
Sanji glared, and only then noticed that the clasps around his wrists were made of Sea Prism Stone. He couldn't escape. Shoda clicked a button on the remote and a searing pain shot up Sanji's neck, into his head to fill it with haze and pain. Sanji screamed, his lips releasing the cry before he could clamp down on it. Agonizing pain shot to his wrists and he felt the flesh burn. Shoda quickly uncuffed him and Sanji fell to the floor, grabbing his wrists and writhing in pain.
"Now, change for me into her, Black Leg Sanji!" Shoda exclaimed.
Sanji felt his body shift, change into something else. His face became smaller, more feminine. His body shrunk a bit and his legs and arms lost their muscle mass. His chest grew heavy and his clothes were suddenly too big for him. His hair felt longer suddenly, and it was heavy. Shoda pulled him up and Sanji's vision cleared. He spotted a mirror in the room, having not seen all of it the day before. There was also a bed in the corner. Sanji's eyes fell on the mirror again, and he stared at his own reflection. He looked like a woman indeed. And he looked rather beautiful.
He was heaved up, his limbs still heavy and useless. Sanji was dumped on the bed, and suddenly his jacket was gone, tie and shoes following it to the floor. Shoda loomed over him, threatening and dangerous. He began unbuttoning Sanji's grey dress shirt. Sanji kicked at him with his feet, losing his socks in the process. Shoda gave up on the irritating buttons and he pulled of Sanji's slacks. Sanji's pale, slightly thicker thighs were revealed, thin calves and small feet followed.
"Get off of me!" Sanji screamed, pushing against Shoda with all his might, but his thin arms were less strong than he would have liked.
"You're the ultimate prize, Black Leg. You look just like her!" Shoda exclaimed as he removed the pants to knead at Sanji's thighs.
Sanji groaned, he could do absolutely nothing. He was palming at Shoda's coat, trying to get him off. Shoda ignored him and leaned down to lick up his neck. Sanji flinched, disgusted. Shoda spread his thighs, not seemingly caring that he was still wearing the boxers. Shoda weaved a hand through his hair while the other climbed up his legs. Sanji shuddered in loathing.
"Get off you pervert! I'm not your dead wife, you sick psycho!" Sanji screamed.
Shoda paused, seemed to consider it and then shrugged. "I don't care, just for one night I shall dream again!" he said.
Sanji blanched and scrambled, kicking the man in the shin hard and he tried to flee. Shoda gripped his hair firmer and yanked him back, tilting his head as he sealed their lips. Sanji sputtered and pushed, but nothing worked. His shirt was unbuttoned farther and farther, (only three of the seven were actually opened), but not far enough when the door suddenly blew off its hinges and the kiss was broken. Shoda released him and Sanji scrambled back, planting his back against the wall.
His eyes widened when he spotted Zoro in the doorway, all three swords in hand and glaring daggers at Shoda. Sanji felt relief and he sighed, glad he wasn't totally naked or else it'd been awkward.
"Let him go, bastard," Zoro growled lowly.
Shoda stood, stepping over Sanji's discarded clothes to pull out a sword. "You'll not take my wife from me!" he roared as he charged.
Zoro's brow furrowed and he looked at Sanji, his eye widening. Sanji stared at him, totally relaxed now that Zoro was here. He didn't know what he looked like, but judging by Zoro's blush, it was sexy enough to startle the Swordsman. Zoro's attention was pulled away from the blonde as he blocked Shoda's attack. Sanji took that time to get off the bed, limbs still weak, but now strong enough to hold him. He gathered his clothes and knew he didn't have the time to put them back on. They needed to get out of the Marine Base as soon as possible. Sanji happily noted that his grey dress shirt was long enough so that it fell over his hips. He noted Zoro was driving Shoda away from the door and he ran to it, getting out of the fear inducing room as quick as possible.
"Oi Cook! Get out of here while you can! I'll hold him off!" Zoro called, grunting as the blade Shoda had pushed him back.
"I can't!" Sanji said back in a hurry. "I'm too weak like this, I need you!" he admitted.
Zoro send him a look and Sanji rolled his eyes. He looked left and right and spotted a trail of downed Marines in one way and no one in the other. He ran to one Marine and searched his pockets for a map or a possible Transponder Snail. He found the latter. He quickly dialed the Sunny, knowing they wouldn't be far off.
"Hello? Who is this?" Nami snapped on the other side of the line.
"Nami-san! It's me, Sanji. We need a ride out of this one, can you get the Sunny close enough?" Sanji asked quickly.
He could almost hear Nami frown as she said. "Why do you sound different. Wait, never mind, I don't want to know. I'll see what I can do."
The Snail was hung up and Sanji dropped it. He turned back to the room and suddenly found himself heaved over Zoro's shoulder. He cried out in surprise as Zoro took off hastily. Sanji could hear Shoda screaming for back up, but none would come. Zoro ran like his ass was on fire and Sanji could do nothing but hold on.
"Marimo, my clothes!" he yelped as he realized he'd left them on the floor.
"No time!" Zoro replied, turning around a corner and slashing a Marine in his way.
Sanji suddenly screamed, pain exploding from his neck. His hands flew to the collar and he trashed on Zoro shoulder. Zoro came to an abrupt halt, taking Sanji off and putting him down. Zoro's hands were on the collar, and he tugged on it. Sanji cried out again as another wave of agony passed through the metal and into his fried nerves.
"You won't get that off, Demon of the East Blue," Shoda said as he appeared from behind them.
Zoro growled, leaving Sanji in utter pain on the floor. He took of his green robe and dumped it on the blonde. Sanji scrambled to get it, having something to hold in his clenching fists. The pain was less now, but it was still horrible. Sanji watched, through teary eyes as Zoro took out a sword and pointed it at Shoda.
"Whatever you're doing, stop it or I'll kill you," he said dangerously.
Sanji's head was spinning, darkness creeping on him. He could vaguely hear Shoda laugh. Zoro's voice was suddenly more worried than it had been before as he said something again. But Sanji couldn't hear it. He was swallowed by darkness a split second later.
o-o-o
Sanji's eyes opened for a third time. He groaned, wondering if he was still in the Marine Base. Movement underneath him told him yes. He wasn't thrilled to be carried bridle style, but it felt kinda nice and the arms around him where strong and warm. Sanji blinked a few times and focused on the person carrying him. Green hair sprouted from the head and three golden earrings dangled in his immediate vision.
"Oh, it's just you," Sanji mumbled sleepily.
Zoro looked down on him. "You're awake," he said softly, almost gently.
Sanji nodded blearily. "Yeah, were are we?" he asked.
"Outside, I'm trying to find the Sunny. Are you okay?" Zoro said, adding the question as an after though it seemed.
Sanji nodded again. His head felt heavy, but slightly less on the other hand. His hands lay in his lap and he forced one to go and feel his neck. The collar was gone, leaving angry and irritated skin underneath. Sanji let out a smile, happy to be free of the damn monstrosity. Zoro saw his smile and smiled back.
"Oh, you didn't change back to a man so," Zoro said a bit awkwardly.
Sanji only then noted that Zoro wasn't wearing his green coat and he felt around to notice that he was wearing it. It was warm and comforting, and Sanji felt like sleeping again.
"Oi! Don't go back to sleep. Cook, hey! Cook? Sanji!"
o-o-o
Voices woke him up and he hoped it was the last time he was gonna pass out. He hated it, like for real. The arms around him were still there, but the voices seemed distressed. Sanji listened, but kept his eyes closed.
"What happened to him?" Nami asked.
"He turned into a girl," Zoro deadpanned.
Nami growled and Sanji felt Zoro shift, guessing he evaded a punch.
"Are you stupid! Do you want me to drop him?" Zoro seethed.
Nami didn't say anything more and Sanji guessed she was still fumingly mad.
"Why's he a girl though?" came Ussop's voice.
Zoro sighed, the movement expanding his chest and letting Sanji soak in his warmth. "He was forced to eat a Devil Fruit. I don't know what it was called but he was a woman when I got to him. He didn't change back. I don't know if he can," he said, going quiet with the last part.
Silence stretched for a while and Sanji had no plans to break it. That would be awkward.
"Is he alright though, can I examine him?" Chopper broke it.
"And where in the heck are all his clothes?" Ussop exclaimed.
Zoro stiffened a little, and Sanji's hand clenched in his coat. Zoro seemed to have noticed, for he rubbed circles in Sanji's shoulder soothingly. Sanji relaxed again, though slightly.
"He-" Zoro began. He cleared his throat when he could say no more and tried again. "That Marine Captain forced him to change, probably, and when I burst in the bastard was... Kissing him." A gasp flew over the crew and Sanji tensed again. Zoro's rubbing on his shoulder did nothing this time. "When I told him to leave the Cook alone, he screamed that I wouldn't take his wife from him. I, uh, guess he was out to r-" Zoro stopped, words clogged in his throat.
Sanji opened his eyes a tiny bit and looked up at the distressed Swordsman. Zoro noted his gaze and swallowed. The crew stayed silent, but Sanji knew they got what Zoro had been trying to say. And thus, Sanji told Zoro that he wanted to get out of there without words. Zoro received said message and motioned for Chopper to follow him. Sanji stayed silent, eyes closed as they made their way to the infirmary. Chopper instructed Zoro to lay Sanji on the bed and when Zoro did, Sanji grabbed his arm before he could leave.
"Stay," he said in a croaky voice. "Please."
Zoro only nodded as Chopper set to work on their injuries. Sanji felt a smile creep up his face, just a small one, before exhaustion took over again and he fell into darkness once more. Zoro's warm hand in his, his only comfort.