"Fuuuuuck…" Sanji groaned, his face planted firmly against his school desk.

He'd done it again. Zoro had even told him that this was happening. Every fucking Sunday. And he'd done it again.

He'd gotten drunk. Wasted even. He'd been having so much fun at Ace's that he didn't even realize it was happening. Ace tended to make that happen. Zoro had even told him at the sleep over on Saturday night that because he'd been getting drunk every Sunday, it was the moss-headed bastard that had to bring him home. Carry his drunk ass inside to his bedroom and get him out of his clothes and- gah!

It wasn't like Sanji hadn't been noticing that he was missing a layer or two when he woke up the next morning. Not that he was complaining, thank fuck the Mosshead did it. He'd woken up the first night in his bedroom, sweating like a pig with his winter jacket still on and he hadn't stopped complaining about it all Monday. Since then, he'd always woken up in his undershirt. His toilet seat was always open too, ready and waiting for him to hurl his guts outs.

Sanji felt a strong hand on his shoulder, it patted him gently then retracted just as quickly as it appeared. Sanji turned to see Zoro's arm returning to its position at his desk, picking up his pencil and writing down… whatever the fuck he was studying. Luffy was giggling about something Usopp said, along with Chopper of course. The beautiful Nami was talking to Penguin about something that Sanji couldn't quite understand because all he could hear was the sound of his own damn head pounding. In fact, the only person in the classroom that didn't seem to be talking about something was Zoro. It was kinda nice case it gave him his own little corner to crawl into and die, but it also pissed him off cause it was the Mosshead that was giving him that.

"Okay students! It's time for the morning announcements." Shanks spoke from where he stood at the front of the classroom. "As I'm sure you're all aware, we are closing in on the end of the year and that means it's time for our end of the year trip. I believe we all voted last week and I've finished tallying it all up." Shanks turned around, pulling out a piece of chalk with his good arm and reaching up to write on the board.

'FISHMAN ISLAND WATERPARK'

Sanji leaned over so he could whisper in Zoro's ear. "Looks like you get to show off those pretty toe nails of yours Marimo." Zoro's eyes shot open wide and Sanji could hear his teeth grinding. "You do know they have this thing called 'nail polish remover' and-"

"And Kuina won't let me use hers! Don't have enough money to buy my own either so I was scrubbing at them all night last night. That is, after I dropped your drunk ass off." Sanji scowled and turned back to the teacher.

"Coby will be handing out permission slips before the bell rings. The trip is on the fourteenth, so I need these back by this Friday! Since I'm sure that at least half the kids in this fucked up school don't have parents, just come to me and I'll sign 'em for you." Sanji chuckled to himself as Coby passed him his permission slip. Guess I'll be going to him after school.

"Guess Ace will have to sign mine! Shishishishi!" Luffy laughed as he turned to look at Sanji and Zoro. "Man… I haven't been swimming in so long that I'm pretty sure I forgot how to." That's right, Luffy hadn't been swimming since the incident with Shanks. Sanji felt a little guilty, knowing that he voted to go to the water park. It's not like the other options seemed like any fun though. Going to the movies or the museum of natural history was something he could do any day. Going to the water park for just ten bucks instead of the thirty they usually charge, that's something he couldn't pass up.

Luffy's gaze lingered on Zoro for an extra moment and he gave a sly grin, pulling out his phone and waving it in Zoro's direction. Zoro nodded, his expression changing only slightly as a smile tugged at the corners of his mouth. Sanji growled in frustration.

"What are you morons planning?" Sanji whispered harshly as he leaned forward. Luffy grinned at him and shrugged. Zoro was focusing on his work again and it made Sanji want to hit him even harder. Zoro doing anything made Sanji want to hit him, especially Zoro plotting with Luffy and not telling him what's going on.

Sanji watched Luffy kick at Usopp's feet, getting his attention. Usopp turned to look at Luffy who winked, signaling… something. Usopp smiled and nodded vigorously, looking quickly back towards Sanji for a moment before returning his gaze to the front. Whatever it was, the three were not about to tell him, so he might as well just sit and wait.

" ! Is it mandatory to attend the trip?" Perona's voice which was absolutely not the least bit shrill sounded next to him.

"Oh thank god- Perona, if you would like to stay home, please do so." Perona frowned, her nose scrunching and make-up laden eyes squinting angrily.

"Not ME! I was talking about him!" Perona thumbed in Sanji's direction. Sanji wanted to curse her out for being so blatantly rude, but he would never be so crass towards a lady. "He's always starting up fights with Zoro at school, how do you think that's gonna pan out at a damn waterpark?" Of course she would blame Sanji for the two's fighting. Shanks shook his head and looked at Sanji.

"Sanji, swear on the bible that you and Zoro won't kick each other's asses at the waterpark?" Shanks asked sarcastically.

"I promise." Sanji turned to look at Zoro. "As long as the Mosshead doesn't do anything to deserve an ass-kicking." Zoro gave Sanji the most deadpan expression he'd ever seen the moron give.

"I swear. I won't do a thing." Sanji suddenly felt his phone buzzing in his pocket. Probably a text. Even if it's not, the things on vibrate so it's not like it's going to start- Holy shit is that MOANING coming from my fucking phone?! Did they honestly change my ringtone to something as fucking CRUDE and THAT?! NO! Sanji fumbled frantically to pull his phone out of his pants, swiping his thumb across the screen to shut it off and don't think for a second that he didn't see the caller ID. Sanji lunged forward to wrap his hands around Luffy's scrawny neck as laughter poured from the boys mouth. Sanji could vaguely hear the sound of Zoro's laughter next to him but was too focused on strangling the life out of Luffy to kick the shit out of the Mosshead.

"Do you see?! He's a menace!" Perona squealed as she waved towards the blond. When Shanks didn't answer, she gave him a disgusted sneer. " are you even seeing this?!"

Shanks was mousing around on his computer, both eyes completely focused on the screen. He hummed as if he were attempting to acknowledge Perona's rant in the most half-assed way possible. "Sorry Perona, I was a bit busy focusing on important teacher things."

Kidd raised his hand but didn't wait for Shanks to give permission before speaking. "Shanks, some people in this class aren't the strongest of swimmers, is it really such a brilliant idea to be going to a waterpark at all?" Law hissed at the redhead and Sanji guessed that one of the people Kidd had been referring to happened to be the doctor-in-training himself.

"If I can swim with one arm, they can swim with two. They'll either learn by next Friday or they'll wade in the kiddie pool." Shanks mumbled the last part as he took a drink of his coffee. Sanji loosened his grip on Luffy's neck and fell back into his seat, allowing Luffy to breathe again. Luffy coughed a few times before he turned to glare at Kidd.

"Oi! Just because I can't swim doesn't mean you have to point it out!" Luffy scolded.

"You moron, I wasn't talking about you! I was talking about him!" Kidd pointed at Law.

"I can swim just fine you Brute!" Law argued, his inked hands clenching into fists.

"Then why do you always bring your floaties when we go swimming?" Kidd asked with a smirk.

"It's not a 'floatie', it's an inflatable lounger. Just because I prefer that over actually swimming doesn't mean that I can't swim at all." Kidd threw his hands up in false surrender.

"Alright, alright! Well, we've practiced CPR enough times for me to save your ass in case you do drown." Kidd laughed as Law's face turned an angry red but stopped abruptly when a fist landed squarely on the back of his head. "FUCK! What was that for Killer?!"

"You were being a jackass!" Killer shouted. Sanji sighed as he massaged the bridge of his nose. This has to be the most chaotic class in the whole damn school.

*BRRRRRRRRRRR*

The first two classes went by easily, and lunch time came and went without much incident. Well, other than Luffy attempting to eat everything in sight without even pretending like he was gonna ask. His third block class went by easily as well. His last class was where everything went to shit.

"That's the wrong way." Sanji pointed out as he watched Zoro turn down a hallway that definitely did not lead to their Japanese class. Zoro stopped in his tracks and turned to glare at the blond.

"And just how long have you been going here Curly? A few months? I know this shitty ass school a lot better than you!" Zoro growled as Sanji approached him and gave him an amused look.

"It's just that 'the hallways keep moving', right?" Zoro's jaw clenched and he stared out the window. Sanji scratched at the back of his neck and played with his ponytail before an idea popped into his head. "Alright then, lead the way!" Sanji stood expectantly at Zoro's side and fixed his schoolbag over his shoulder. Zoro looked down the different hallways before deciding on one and nodding in that direction.

Since Sanji had known him, the Mosshead had always gotten lost easily. Sanji had always tried to prevent it from getting out of hand. He wasn't sure why he didn't, probably out of pity. He'd never seen how lost Zoro could actually get himself without help. He'd heard stories of course. Zoro's sister had even told him once that Zoro ended up in another city once trying to get to school. Sanji never imagined that Zoro could get this lost trying to find one room in one building.

"Well. It's not the language classroom." Sanji murmured as he stared up at the sign he knew so well. Zoro was seething beside him and kept his head down as Sanji stuck a smoke in his mouth and lit it up. "If you wanted me to make you lunch, you coulda told me." Sanji smirked as a slight blush spread across Zoro's cheeks and the bridge of his nose.

"I DIDN'T COME HERE ON PURPOSE JACKASS!" Zoro shouted as he squatted down and ran his fingers through his hair.

"I don't know whether to be appalled or impressed." Sanji muttered as he threw his schoolbag over to the side and made his way inside the All Blue. "Well then, sit down." Zoro looked up and Sanji smiled as he pulled out his tools. "As long as we're here we might as well eat something." Zoro stood up slowly as Sanji began prep work. "It's fine right? You get lost in that school all the time, so it's not like this will be the first class you miss. And I don't got anybody at home to yell at me for skipping 'cept me."

"Couldn't you just lead us back to school and bitch at me about getting lost?" Zoro asked as he sat down at one of the bar stools. Sanji hummed as if he were thinking about it before using a ladle to whap Zoro on the head. "Fuck!"

"No, that wouldn't be any fun. Besides, I haven't skipped school since I got to this stupid country and I've definitely earned it." Sanji smirked as Zoro rubbed at the bump on his head.

"Did you used to skip school a lot back in fru-fru land?" Zoro grumbled.

"You're damn right I did! I spent almost every day that I should have been at school taking beautiful ladies out to fantastic places!" Sanji cooed with hearts in his eyes.

"You mean you would sneak away and smoke alone." Whap. "OW! Would you quit fucking hitting me with that thing?!" Sanji retracted the ladle and bounced it on his shoulder.

"You know… if you wore your damn glasses more often, you'd be able to see where you're fucking going… and when I'm about to whack you. Until you learn that, I'm not helping you anymore." Sanji stirred the batter and started to add the different kinds of ingredients that Sanji had learned where Zoro's favourite. "Okay, that's a lie, but I won't help you near as much."

"First of all, I know that wearing my glasses would be easier for me, I choose not to. And second, if it's such a pain in your ass, why do you keep helping me?" Sanji spooned the batter onto the grill, giving himself a minute or two to actually focus on talking with Zoro while the first side cooks.

"Isn't it obvious? I just can't stand watching you get your sorry ass lost over and over again." Zoro glared at Sanji in a way that would seem threatening to anybody but those that actually knew him. "I don't see why you don't wear your glasses, is there something wrong with them?"

"That's none of your business." Zoro said flatly. Sanji almost sighed in relief at the opportunity that had been presented itself to answer the question that had been itching at his brain for months now.

"Oh! So you'll tell me your life story but you won't tell me why you won't wear your fucking glasses?!"

"Glasses are different… I'm not ashamed of my past unlike some people. Keeping it all bottled up inside won't change that it happened." Sanji could sense where Zoro was going with this. "I may not look like it, but I know when I need help and when I need to talk to somebody."

"Well that's all well and good, but it's not like we've even known each other for all that long. You might as well be telling a stranger about how you moved yourself over here illegally." Sanji grumbled. "Why talk to me and not Luffy or Usopp?" Zoro gave Sanji a look that told him the dumbass had no idea what Sanji was taking about,

"You're hardly a stranger cook… and that's usually what I do, but the shit they went through was different than me so they don't really understand… not… not like you."

"And what makes you think I understand the shit you went through..?" Sanji murmured as he glared at Zoro, busying himself with chopping the cabbage he'd be using for the stand after school. The okonomi-yaki cooked slowly beside him as he chopped and shredded. Although cooking usually helped to calm him down, he was becoming increasingly tenser as the conversation continued.

"The fact that you have such a hard time trusting people. That's one." Sanji's shoulders tensed. Zoro wasn't wrong… but he absolutely hated when other people pointed out shit like that. "At first, I refused to trust anybody. It's what I had been used to after months of hopping from boat to train to car." Zoro pushed around some things on the bar as he spoke. "It was hard to trust, but you can't close yourself off from everybody, that's something I learned from Luffy. Although, I wouldn't be as trusting as Luffy. That would make me pretty dumb."

"That it? You feel some sort of kindred spirit in me because we both have trust issues?" Sanji grumbled sarcastically. "Because we both had such fucked up families that we had to leave? Because we both fucking hate our birth parents?!" Sanji growled.

"We both had to leave our countries cause of shit our parents did to us. Except my parents are still walking around town like they didn't do a damn thing wrong. They both treated me like I was some fucking monster and they were still able to pretend like not a damn thing happened… Yours- well… at least people know what your dad did… he got caught-"

"Well he didn't get caught soon enough!" Sanji shouted as he flipped over the pancake he was making. "It was too fucking late! Now she's gone!" Sanji felt himself beginning to shake violently and his fingers tightened on his tools. "She's gone and he's back out and he's probably looking for me right, fucking now a-and- And-!" Sanji dropped his spatulas and ran his hands through his hair, the ponytail pulling itself loose and falling uselessly to the ground. "At least you got away…"

"Shit, cook- I didn't mean…" Sanji felt his throat beginning to clench and he squeezed his eyes shut as Zoro seemed to scrabble for a way to calm the cook down. Sanji was already beginning to feel embarrassed for how he was acting and his entire body was burning, hundreds of different emotions swirling around like a storm in his mind.

-"You bastard! Get your hands off her! She… She didn't do anything!"

"Get off me you little shit! Who do you think you are anyway, Curly-face to the rescue?! Fuck off!"

"Sweetie… I'm fine, you- you don't have to protect me…"-

Sanji slammed his palms down and heard something hiss and burn. He could feel himself sweating and his breathing was getting out of control. Sanji was so pissed at himself for becoming so emotional. It hadn't gotten this bad since the day he pulled that damned bear out of that box. Even then, he hadn't had any flashbacks. He wasn't in public last time either.

It was because of Zoro. Because that damned ass just had to keep fucking pushing…

-"You see what you've done now? You little freak?! This is COMPLETELY your fault!"

"NO! No, it's not! You did it! You… you did it… BASTARD!"-

"Oi! Cook! YOUR HANDS!" Pain registered somewhere in the back of his mind but he was too far gone at that point. All Sanji could think about was how tempted he was to scream, even he was in public. Even if it was the middle of the fucking day. Sanji wanted nothing more than to just empty out his lungs and scream until his voice was hoarse, until he passed out.

But he was frozen in place. His lips refused to move and his fingers refused to do as much as twitch. His eyes remained tightly shut and his teeth were ground together to the point where he was almost turning them into dust. The only part about him that was actually moving were his legs, which were shaking so violently that if Sanji let go of whatever the fuck it was he was holding so desperately onto, he was sure to instantly crumble to the ground.

"SANJI!"