Sanji shuffled around uncomfortably on the wooden bench he'd sat himself on. He was pretty proud of himself for finding the spot he did. A bench, an umbrella, trees, grass, and nice and close to the pool. Great. He could watch everybody else have fun around him at the god damned Fishman Island Waterpark while he moped. Sanji sighed and scratched the back of his head. At least his hands had healed enough for him to scratch his own itches now. Still couldn't dress or feed himself though.

"Oi, shitty cook." Zoro's gruff voice sounded behind him. Sanji turned around to look at him and nearly choked when he noticed that Zoro was completely naked from the waist up. The scar across his chest and his… well, chest completely visible. Sanji's face went red and it had absolutely nothing to do with how hot it was outside. "Aren't you gonna get changed? Come on." Zoro grabbed Sanji by his arm and dragged him out of his seat. Sanji yelped and Zoro smirked at the noise. Zoro used his other hand to scoop up Sanji's swim bag and began to lead him over to the change rooms. There goes my seat.

"Damnit Zoro, what's the point? It's not like I'll be able to swim anyway! You can't swim without hands." Sanji complained as he was shoved into one of the changing stalls and Zoro yanked the curtain shut behind them. Zoro pulled out Sanji's swim shorts and threw them over his shoulder and then, without any damn warning mind you, ripped Sanji's cargo shorts right off. Sanji yelped and checked to make sure that Zoro had his eyes firmly shut as he helped Sanji into his trunks.

"Oh cut your whining! Law agreed to lend you his inflatable lounger for the day since he doesn't actually need it like Kidd says he does. And whenever you're somewhere too shallow to use the lounger or you're on a slide…" Zoro finished helping Sanji into his swim shorts and tied them up, yanking his tank over his head seconds after. "…I'll be there with you." Zoro was face to face with Sanji as he said that and Sanji felt his heart skip slightly.

Okay, so, there probably was some explaining to do. Sanji and Zoro had been dating for a little over a week now. They hadn't actually announced it to anybody yet… but Sanji was pretty sure that Nami had some idea. She always knew what was going on with everybody. Even when she didn't know, she knew. Since their few initial kisses they had become a little bit more… shy about physical contact. They didn't get to spend too much time together anyway since Zoro had to help take care of his sister, who was always pissed about being on crutches rather than training at the dojo with Koshiro. Zoro was also busy with the stand, school, helping Sanji with school, training, and whatever the hell it was he was doing with Luffy on Sunday. Sanji still hadn't figured out but guessed it had something to do with that job that Luffy and Nami had offered him last week.

Zoro had gotten a lot better at cooking too. Mainly because after the initial 'You're not that bad' treatment Sanji had given him the first day, Sanji had cracked down, pointing out each and every place where he went wrong until Zoro was nearly as good as Sanji. At okonomi-yaki. JUST okonomi-yaki. Nothing else. Sanji was still the better cook at everything else, and Sanji would take that to his grave. He would not let anybody think otherwise, especially not when he'd seen Zoro use chip dip as mayonnaise on a sandwich once when there had been no mayonnaise readily available.

Luffy and the others had found out about his injuries as well. He'd avoided them on the first day and skipped school on the second since Kuina had gotten injured and he couldn't very well leave in good conscience. When they asked what happened, Sanji simply told them that he tripped and caught himself on the stove at the stand. He really didn't feel like telling them about the entirety of his meltdown. He felt guilty for lying but there was no damn way he was about to tell them that he'd cried and poured his heart out in front of Zoro. Luffy, of course, immediately started to complain about the lack of cooking Sanji would be doing for them now that he was injured and Chopper nearly gave himself a panic attack worrying over the burns. Sanji assured everybody that the stand would still be open on most days, holding off on telling them who would be running it until they actually saw Zoro working behind the counter. Sanji, of course, had 'misplaced' his black apron that day and Zoro had to wear the pink one instead. Zoro burnt his food a little for that one.

Surprisingly, nobody had even questioned the fact that Zoro was the one that was helping Sanji out until he was healed. Not even Usopp had said anything, and Sanji had expected him to be the first person to make a comment. Even when Zoro was feeding Sanji in front of the others, nobody said a thing. Sanji appreciated that he didn't have to explain anything to anybody, but he was a little weary at the same time. Well, if they wanted to know, they would ask.

"Sanji?" Zoro waved his hand in front of Sanji's face and Sanji jumped slightly. "Dumb shit… quit zoning out. Sunscreen time." Zoro held out a can and Sanji covered his chest with his arms, giving an over-exaggerated gasp and acting appalled.

"So it wasn't enough that you stripped me down, now you have to defile my body as well? You really are such a pervert!" Sanji gave a pout and Zoro kept his face as straight as if somebody had told him that leaves turned brown and crumbly in autumn. Sanji knew that face, it says 'You're a moron'.

"It's spray-on you mo-ron." Zoro growled and began covering Sanji's torso. Sanji turned around so Zoro could get his back and spread out his arms so those could be covered as well. There was something just so… summery about the smell of sunscreen. You always know exactly when it's become summer because the school smells overpoweringly of sunscreen instead of sweat and puberty. Zoro finished up spraying Sanji. "I've gotta go check on Luffy, make sure he's doing okay in the pool, I left the blow-up lounger where you were sitting, think you could fill it up?" Sanji sneered at that.

"Course I can you mossy moron! You still think I can't do anything for myself just cause- OW!" Sanji yelped when Zoro flicked him in between his eyes. Zoro had grown a real liking to doing that when Sanji was saying something that pissed him off especially. Sanji would be sure to get him back for doing that once his hands had finished healing. That and the many other things Zoro did to piss him off.

"Never said you can't do shit for yourself jackass. Now put that pissy mouth of yours to something useful and go blow up that damn lounger." Zoro scooped up the bags carrying his and Sanji's change of clothes, on top of all the other shit they packed in there. Zoro left the change room and Sanji shook himself off, following out soon after and returning to the spot he'd picked out. Sanji found the large, yellow floater draped across the bench and sat down next to it, picking it up gingerly with his fingers and fiddling around until he found the knob where you fill it up. He pulled it out with his teeth and went about the slow process of filling it up.

Sanji looked around the waterpark as he filled up the lounger and smiled a little. Everybody seemed to be having fun as if they were children again, everybody that he could see anyway, it was a pretty damn big waterpark. Most of his classmates were either on slides or in one of the mile-long line ups to get on one. Sanji watched as Zoro ran down to find Luffy floating lazily around the whirlpool river. He'd stolen one of the inner tubes from the rapids ride so he didn't have to do any actual swimming. Sanji was sure that if Luffy actually tried, he'd be able to swim fine, but he also got why he avoided trying. When something fucks you up during your childhood, it stays with you no matter what. Some people can't even do mundane things like getting on a city bus or using a computer without having a mental breakdown. Sanji understood what that was like, and so did Zoro. Even if he didn't show it as much and even if he talked about his past like it was nothing, Sanji could see that it had fucked him up.

"Sanji, are you planning on going swimming with us?" A sweet voice called from beside him. Sanji stuck his thumb on the knob of the inflatable lounger so the air wouldn't escape and looked up to see Nami leaning over him, sporting a bathing suit that… actually covered her decently. Sanji was surprised. She was wearing a weathered looking tank with a picture of a lion on the front. Or was it a sunflower? He wasn't too sure, so he decided not to make a comment on it, or risk getting it wrong. Sanji guessed that she was most likely sporting a two piece underneath and she had a pair of orange flip flops on. She wasn't wearing her glasses which made sense. Nobody who went to the pool wore their glasses if they were actually planning on swimming, meaning Luffy was swimming somewhat blind too. Great.

"Looks like it my swan~. I am so happy that I was able to join you in this trip, even with these minor injuries, I wouldn't miss swimming with you for the world~." Sanji swooned and Nami smiled sweetly. "I just need to finish blowing this thing up first." Sanji motioned towards the chair and Nami nodded, giving him a gentle pat on the shoulder and turning back to see Usopp and Chopper running around like chickens with their heads cut off.

"WOULD YOU TWO MORONS CUT THAT OUT?! YOU'RE GONNA SLIP AND CRACK YOUR HEADS OPEN!" Nami cursed at them. "USOPP, GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!" Sanji smiled as the two jumped and immediately skidded to a halt, bowing in apology and awaiting the lecture they were no doubt about to receive. Most people would probably run away when they knew they were going to get yelled at, but if you did that with Nami, shit just got a hundred times worse. Sanji quickly finished blowing up the lounger and tucked it under his armpit, walking down the slight slope of hill his bench was situated on.

"SAAAANNJJIIIIIII!" Sanji winced when he heard the way Luffy was wailing his name from the river. Zoro was sitting on the edge, his feet dangling in the water as he watched over Luffy like he was a damn babysitter. Zoro turned around just in time for Sanji to place the soul of his foot in the Marimo's face. Not a kick, just putting it there. Zoro growled and pushed the offending limb out of the way. Sanji smirked and sat down next to Zoro, dropping his lounger in the water and preparing himself to hop on. That might be a bit more complicated though… Sanji looked over at Zoro, who motioned towards the bright, yellow lounger. It was his own way of asking if Sanji needed help without actually asking. Sanji appreciated that Zoro had started doing that instead of actually asking every time Sanji seemed to get stuck. It was embarrassing when Zoro would ask. Sanji nodded and Zoro smiled. That was another thing he had taken to doing. Zoro was never rude or snarky about it when Sanji needed real help, he always just gave Sanji a smile and did whatever the blond couldn't. Sanji was sure that this side of Zoro would disappear once he was better. He was happy for that but at the same time… he didn't want it to leave. He didn't want Zoro treating him weaker all the time but… he liked seeing Zoro smile. Oh well, all he could do for now was hope that things wouldn't change again between them once he had healed.

Zoro grasped the back of the lounger with one hand to keep it from moving around in the river and used the other to grip tightly to one of Sanji's pale arms. Sanji slipped off the edge of the pool and plopped onto the lounger, bouncing around awkwardly as he tried to keep himself in the middle. Sanji heard a splash behind him and peeked around the back of the pool lounger to see Zoro treading water and keeping his grip on the seat of the floatie.

"You don't have to stay with me jackass. You can go on a slide if you want." Sanji prodded.

"Yeah right, and let you fall in? The last thing I need is you getting chlorine and whatever else they put in this filthy water in your burns. I'm watching you like a hawk until the second we leave this place, right Law?!" Zoro shouted towards the large hot tub that the river swirled around and Sanji turned to see the doctor-in-training leaning on the edge of the steam-filled hole. He was submerged under the water from the lower part of his chest downward. His head lay in his arms on the slippery, tiled floor. Law nodded in response to Zoro's question and gave a thumbs up.

"Listen to Zoro-ya! If you get any chemicals in those injuries, I'm afraid you'll have to go to an actual doctor, I won't be able to help you, mainly because I simply don't have the supplies necessary to treat you." Law's voice was calm and relaxed, probably due to the hot water. It also helped that Kidd and Bonney had gone off to have a race on the rapids ride, giving Law a peaceful ten or so minutes to himself. Sanji was ever curious as to how that relationship worked. It was almost like watching a wild boar and a wolf try to make it work. Then again, he and Zoro were more or less the same. "You also refused to wear the plastic coverings that I suggested, so that means that we have to pay extra attention to you." Law continued his lecture.

"I'M NOT PUTTING THOSE DAMN GARBAGE BAGS ON MY HANDS! THEY LOOK DUMB AS SHIT!" Sanji balled one of his hands up into as much of a fist as he could and shook it in Law's direction. Law didn't seem to give a shit though and just closed his eyes, enjoying the water. Sanji looked down into the river and frowned. Even if it was chlorinated and probably filled with piss from random swimmers, Sanji wished he could swim in it. Sanji loved swimming, almost as much as he loved cooking. Almost. He'd been excited that this was the trip that had gotten chosen, but now, he just felt like he was being taunted. Watching everybody else, even Luffy, wading around in the water, giggling and having the time of their lives while he was stuck in his stupid chair.

"Do you wanna be in the water?" Zoro asked behind him.

"Nah, I'm fine." Sanji wanted to whine and complain, but Zoro was already doing enough for him by hanging by his side the entire trip. The lounger Sanji was sitting on led through one of the many small food huts located in the park. A tall bridge went over it so that you could cross the river. It was tall and actually had stairs leading up to it so that you couldn't hit your head on it if you weren't paying attention. As they passed through, Sanji witnessed Usopp handing Chopper a bag of mini donuts as they walked over to a spot in the café where Nami was sitting. Nami seemed to notice the three floating around in the river and smiled, waving at Sanji and sipping at a fruity drink. Her smile seemed to disappear however when she noticed Luffy.

"OI! YOU LITTLE SHIT! DID YOU STEAL THAT FROM THE RIVER RIDE?!" Nami scolded Luffy, who immediately yelped and started kicking his feet furiously to get out of the hut as fast as possible. Luffy stuck his fingers in his ears and squinted his eyes shut.

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU NAMI! SORRY! IF I CAN'T HEAR YOU, YOU CAN'T GET PISSED!" Luffy's logic was flawless as always. There was a sudden splash and Luffy's inner tube flipped upside down, the culprit for the action being Nami's foot, which was still floating just above the water. Luffy spluttered and flailed around for a moment, but Nami didn't seem the least bit worried. Sanji suddenly felt the lounger jerk and looked at his feet to see Luffy clawing at the plastic and pulling himself up, gasping for air and scowling at Nami. Sanji crossed his arms and stared at the raven haired boy.

"Sanji! She took my floater, let me use yours!" Luffy whined and Sanji rolled his eyes.

"Luffy-ya! I'm lending him that for medical reasons, he has no other way of being in the water safely unless somebody were to hold him. So no, you can't take his lounger." Law sternly scolded Luffy, who frowned and continued to hold onto the lounger as if he'd drown without it, which he just might.

Sanji suddenly felt a warm hand wrap around his upper arm and drag him into the water. Sanji yelped as he fell out of his lounger and felt two, strong arms wrap around his upper torso, just under his armpits. Sanji instinctively wrapped his arms around the neck of the person in front of him to keep his hands out of the water and nearly jumped when he felt gnarled flesh pressing against his skin, but it was actually comforting because that just solidified who he was sure had to be the one that grabbed him.

"Z-Zoro?!" Sanji spluttered as he pulled his head back to look at his now boyfriends face. Zoro was blushing furiously and refused to look Sanji directly in the eyes.

"You looked like you'd prefer to actually feel the water so… so I thought we could do this." Zoro's voice was a little tight and he looked like he was already beginning to regret his decision. Sanji's cheeks coloured and his heart leaped in his chest as he felt Zoro moving against him. Sanji sighed and tightened his hold on Zoro so that the moron didn't get any ideas about letting Sanji go so that he could sink to the bottom. Zoro gave Sanji a nervous smile and gave the blond a nearly bone-crushing hug before loosening his grip and swimming around the river. Sanji turned to see that Luffy was watching them as they turned a corner, his fingers still gripping onto the rubbery seat.

"TORAO! Sanji isn't using it anymore! Can I- WAH?!" Luffy turned to the hot tub as he called for Law, butchering his last name to shit as he did so. But Law wasn't there anymore, in fact, he was on the god damn pool lounger that Luffy had just been trying to smuggle! How the fuck did he- WHEN the fuck did he- It's like he teleported! Law was sprawled across his pool lounger, a smug grin plastered across his face and his arms crossed behind his head. The worst part was that he had somehow gotten his tattooed hands on a pair of sunglasses and they were just making him look all that smugger.

Sanji suddenly felt a soft, wet pressure against his forehead and looked up to see Zoro's lips pressed against him. Zoro pulled away after a moment and Sanji growled.

"You bastard, don't go doing that without me knowing! I'm not some girl!" Sanji pouted and Zoro laughed, leaning back until he was just floating on top of the water. Sanji slipped into the river and wrapped his arms over Zoro's stomach, using the strength in his arms rather than his hands to keep himself up. Well, it's a little less intimate, but it's still nice. Sanji blushed as his arms ran over the tightly packed muscles on Zoro's stomach. Sanji didn't know much about what men found attractive in other men, but if it was anything like what women found attractive, then Sanji was definitely a lucky man. You know, besides the green hair, pissy attitude, lack of manners, and absolute nonexistent sense of direction. Come to think of it, there was a lot of shit about Zoro that pissed Sanji off.

The two floated for a good ten minutes before Sanji started to get restless. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy the somewhat calming float, he was just a restless kind of guy. Zoro must have felt how uncomfortable Sanji was getting because once they got close enough to the stairs, Zoro reached up and grabbed Sanji's arms, dragging him out of the water and onto the steps. Sanji sat down on the top step and leaned back on his arms, kicking his legs in the water a few times.

"Where to next curly?" Zoro asked and Sanji shrugged. He honestly didn't know what to do, not like they had many options with his hands- "We could go on one of the slides?" Zoro offered, interrupting Sanji's train of thought.

"Ha! No we can't. The pool at the bottom of most of them are too deep, and it's been made obvious that I can't swim right now." Sanji looked around and saw a few slides that were different from the normal ones. The ones with special names that got advertised on the TV and, unlike most of the shit they advertise on TV, were actually just as fun as the announcer said. Slides like "The Black Hole", "Fear Valley", "Master Blaster", or "The Cyclone" were especially popular ones. Sanji stared up at the clear, blue sky and hummed. There wasn't a single damn cloud, perfect day to go to the waterpark. Perfect, that is, except for the fact that he's fucked himself over burning his haaa- and Zoro's grabbing him again.

"Wh-what are you doing now dumbass?!" Sanji gasped as Zoro grabbed his arms and yanked him towards… the exit?

"Taking you to a slide obviously." Zoro stated and Sanji skidded them to a halt by dragging his feet on the tile. Zoro turned around, giving Sanji an annoyed expression. Sanji pointed towards the direction Zoro had been dragging him in until Zoro finally spotted the exit sign. Zoro flushed and looked around as if trying to find a slide in a fucking waterpark. Sanji couldn't believe it, how could somebody get that damn lost?! Slides were literally everywhere and Zoro just couldn't seem to find one. Sanji was literally seconds away from laughing his ass off but he just couldn't, not when Zoro was trying so hard to be "boyfriend of the year" right now.

Sanji yanked on his arm gently, pulling Zoro in the direction of a large grouping of slides, that way Zoro could pick which one to take Sanji on. They ended up at one of the three different rapids rides, which Sanji couldn't really complain too much about, especially since he wouldn't actually be landing in the water himself, it would his inner tube that does all the swimming for him. Zoro scooped up a two separate rafts for them and looped his arm through the holes, carrying them up the tall hill that led to the top of the slide. The ride's line was actually much shorter than he expected and as they walked by, Sanji could see multiple people giggling wildly as their inner tubes battered around the rock walls. Sanji caught a flash of red and pink and knew right away it was Bonney and Kidd. Bonney was tugging at Kidd's swim goggles, yanking him backwards slightly on the ride and Kidd was pulling at Bonney's suit, which looked small enough to fit her even if she shrunk.

"CHEATING SHITHEAD! WE AGREED WE WOULDN'T KICK OFF THE WALLS!" Bonney screamed as she shoved at Kidd's shoulders.

"LIKE HELL I AGREED TO THAT! YOU'RE JUST PISSED 'CAUSE YOU'RE LOSING!" Kidd argued back and tugged at Bonney's hair. Bonney screamed in frustration and kicked wildly, landing a hit or two just underneath Kidd's ribs.

"OI! TREAT A LADY WITH RESPECT YOU SHITHEAD!" Sanji shouted over the rock wall as they passed and Kidd turned around to sneer at the blond. Kidd flipped Sanji the bird as he rode down the river. He must not have been paying attention though because he yelped like a kicked dog when he smacked his left arm against a piece of metal sticking out of the ride. Ouch, Law's gonna have his ass for that one. A lifeguard blew his whistle and rushed down only for Kidd to raise his uninjured arm and wave him away.

"DON'T YOU DARE END THIS RACE! I'M FUCKING WINNING AND IT'S GOING TO STAY THAT WAY!" Kidd howled. The lifeguard gave him an unimpressed look and turned to everybody else in line, warning them that racing down the rapids was now forbidden as it risked injuries to the students or something like that. Sanji was only half-listening as he was a little busy staring at his half-naked boyfriend that was standing in front of him. Sanji followed a drop of water with his eyes as it slowly trailed down the center of Zoro's back, disappearing underneath the rim of his swim trunks. Zoro suddenly turned around, a smug grin plastered on his face. Sanji blushed, praying that he wasn't caught checking Zoro out.

"So, are we gonna race or what?" Zoro challenged and Sanji felt a feral grin spread across his features.

"You're on Marimo."