First Job

They passed the days living together, and soon all the gang find out about them. Nami teased them about being so cute together, which Sanji never got.

But the thing is he hadn't found a job yet, even though he visited plenty of restaurants and talked with the bossed about hiring him, that look at him like a crazy person. But it never worked for him. What he was doing wrong he couldn't say for sure, but it was frustrating to no end! Especially with Zoro's complicated situation. The mosshead never said or mentioned anything about it, but he was sure Zoro wanted to know how it going.

Damn it, why is everything is so hard in this world?! Sanji put his face on the dining table with hopeless sigh. This was not going well at all, and they have no food again which made Sanji on the edge since he hated to stay without food even for one day! The fridge has to be full at all times, or Sanji would lose his mind! So it was a little problem for him to solve.

After some time he heard Zoro's voice from the door, calling him.

"Shitty cook..I'm home."

God, it was so strange. They were living together now but in a weird sort of way that Sanji could not put in words. It just felt like….home. Not in the way he felt in his palace, but…in a good way he guessed.

"Welcome home, shitty marimo," he said without getting up; he wasn't in the mood for that anyway. Zoro came in the kitchen and examined him, sat in silence and start to muss his hair.

"Stop that.."

"Why are you sulking, shitty cook?"

"I'm not sulking!" he said with his head still on the table. Zoro laughed deeply.

"Yes you are…What's wrong? Did you have a bad hair day or some shit?" Zoro joked, and Sanji sent him a glare.

"Do you want me to kick your ass, asshole marimo?!"

"Come and kick my ass if you dare, curly cook."

Sanji sighed again and put his face on the table, sulking. He wasn't in the mood to even kick marimo ass like he usually loved to do. They fought so many times he could not keep track. He loved to fight him in a way.

"Now seriously, what's wrong with you, shitty cook?" He sound worried. Great, the last person he wanted to worry about him now was worried about him. Well fuck it, he didn't care.

"Nothing! Just go away," he said, but Zoro stayed and raised his head toward his face, making him look him in the eyes.

"I'm not going until you tell me!"

"I don't want to asshole! You'll laugh at me." Sanji looked away from him, and Zoro shook his head.

"I won't laugh at you, so tell me! I swear I won't."

"It's just that…I said I would help you with your debt when I found a job…." Sanji started and lowered his head sadly.

"Yes, and...?" Zoro encouraged him to continue

"And, asshole!...I still haven't found one by now! How long has it been? Two months, and I still don't bring in any money like I said I would," Sanji said, frustrated and angry, and Zoro smiled a dumb smile.

"Is that all? It's fine, so don't get all worked up over it."

"What do you mean "that's all"?! It's very damn important, you braindead marimo! I need a job, and I need it now!" Sanji shout and push Zoro hands away from him, his head back to the table.

"Okay, okay, you shitty cook! I got you, did you try sending your resume? Maybe it will work."

"My what…?!"

"Your resume, curly. It's kind of your life but not your life"

When Sanji sent him a puzzled look, Zoro hit his eyes with his hand.

"You…don't know what it is, do you?"

"Shut up! I've never heard of it before. How the hell I was supposed to know?!"

Zoro sighed and rose up from the table, taking Sanji's arm with him.

"Okay, let's go."

"Go where?! I don't want to walk around all day because of you, shitty marimo!" Sanji wanted to resist more, but honestly, he didn't care if they going to be lost again. His mood was shitty, and he didn't care.

"To eat some pizza and then to go to Robin's house."

"Again with your junk food, you know what my opinion is of you eating junk! I'd rather you eat my food!"

"Yes, I know about your hatred of fast food, but once in a while isn't so bad. You should try it once in your life."

"Fuck you, I don't need to try junk food!" Sanji argued but didn't do anything to stop Zoro from dragging him.

"No, you just need to keep your bad smoking habits" Zoro said with evil smile, and Sanji hate him so much in that moment.

"Asshole, like you don't have your shitty alcoholism habits."

"Fine we're even now, just come!"

They sat in some weird place that Sanji didn't know about, and Zoro ordered pizza. When the pizza arrived, Zoro dug in first with Sanji looking at him with disgust and betrayal.

"I hate you, you shitty marimo bastard, and I hope you choke on it!"

"Come on, stop bitching all the time and eat" Zoro said with his mouth full, and Sanji sighed and gave up. Well, he might as well eat the junk the idiot ordered, since he can't waste any food.

They eat together in silence and Sanji had to admit, it was nice change in taste for once. Not heated properly or made well, but it was nice to try.

"Do you feel better now, shitty cook?" Zoro ask after they finished eating their pizza, and Sanji made him a face

"After eating this poorly quality made of junk food? Yes, I'm having so much fun I could die!" Sanji's sarcasm rose again, and Zoro laughed with all his heart. How Zoro had started to love Sanji's sarcasm, he would never know, but he did.

"Well don't die on me yet because I ordered dessert. Ice cream, you'll love it!" Zoro smiled evilly again, watching the cook glare at him with murderous eyes. It was so much fun; he should take the cook out more often. Maybe a movie or some music show would be fun.

"Go and burn, stupid marimo. Burn in hell!"

After they finished eating, Zoro made his way to Robin's and Franky's apartment, which should not have been so hard to find, but the building had decided to move again. Damn buildings! So they made it to Robin in the evening, or at least he found their house finally. The cook seemed tired, but Zoro didn't care: they were going in anyway.

After he rang at her floor, she opened the door for them. The cook was confused from the sudden ring of the doorbell but didn't say anything. They went up to her door.

After the cook met her, he needed to be the idiot love cook he was and kiss her hand and be a love struck idiot! Not that she seemed to care about his stupidity, but Zoro hated when he did that. It piss him off.

"So boys, why did you come visit me so late at night?" Robin asked, standing in her night robe.

"I need you to write a good resume for the idiot over here. He wants to find a job." Zoro pointed to Sanji who keep wandering around her like a pervert.

"Oh, I see because I'm a lawyer you picked me." Zoro nodded, and she smiled.

"Fine by me, as long you help me with some things."

Zoro rolled his eyes. He knew it was coming, but he didn't have a choice if he wanted Robin's help and Sanji to get a job that made him happy and not stay all moody and shit. If it works, it was a small price to pay.

After helping Robin with no will at all, Zoro let her take Sanji to interrogate like she was so good at doing, so she could write a good resume. He sat on one for their expensive chairs and waited, watching Franky playing some of his stupid songs on his guitar.

The investigation was over after an hour, they both came out. The cook looked exhausted like he should after Robin questioned him like she knew so well how to do, and Robin looked fine and smiled.

"Okay, I'm done with him. He seem quite skill with the language. I will write his resume and send it by tomorrow with my recommendation. So you should expect a phone call soon enough. Have fun with your new job, cook-san."

"Thank you so much, my sweet beautiful Robin-chan." Sanji sent her his heart-eyed look and waved her.

"Thanks Robin, I owe you," Zoro said and went after the idiot, hitting him in the shoulder in his way.

"Oi..what the hell was that for, shitty marimo?!"

"No, swordsman-san, you already did what I asked you to do, so we're even." She smiled at him and raised her hand in goodbye, going back to her and Franky's bedroom and Franky arms along with her.

After they both left her apartment and started on their way home, Sanji had to wonder.

"So..that guy Franky, why is the beautiful and elegant Robin living with him?"

"Didn't you know? They're married." Zoro said like it was the most normal thing in the world. Sanji almost fell in the street

"What?! They are?! But…why?! What does she see in a guy…like that?! I don't get it."

"Me neither, but who cares? They seem happy together, so it's enough."

Sanji thought about it for a minute and looked at his shoes.

"I..guess you're right; they do look happy."

Zoro kept walking in silence, and Sanji walked next to him, staring at him in brief glances.

"Zoro, I….thank you. for doing this for me…" he said with a blush on his face.

Zoro smiled and hit his back playfully, looking away with a blush too.

"Don't mention it, shitty cook. Just bring me lots of money."

"Go fuck yourself."

After two days, Sanji hummed a very happy melody and danced with excitement in the kitchen like he taking or smoking something illegal. Zoro was puzzled about his weird behavior as he waited for his meal in the kitchen. The cook look like he was going to fly with his happy light he was projecting everywhere he went. It was very disturbing to Zoro

"Ack, what is it with you, shitty cook?! Stop that!"

"Shut it! I'm allowed to be happy if I want! Ahhh, I finally can cook again for real, with real cooks. I can't wait!"

"It's not that big of a deal, only a job. Stop been so emotional. It's disturbing!"

"Be silent, marimo, or I'll shove this ladle up your ass!" Sanji sneered and went back to the dish he was cooking, looking all dreamy again.

"I need to buy new clothes and fix my hair. Do I look good? I want to make a good impression."

Sanji made a weird pose, and Zoro laughed at the idiot.

"Yes, you look like an idiot cook, curly. Now give me my food already! I'm late," Zoro complained and crossed his arms. He really don't have time for this shit. Sanji snapped at him with pissed off expression and swore at him.

"Very funny, asshole! I'm serious; I need to look good! People always look at your appearance first!"

Zoro sighed and rolled his eyes. That was the annoying cook alright! Always thinking about his appearance and manners. Oh well, he might as well help him.

"Want to go shopping after my work?" Zoro didn't believe he asked him that, but he already did, so fuck it. Sanji looked at him with wide eyes.

"But…don't we need to save money? What about your shitty debt..."

"It's your first job, and you don't have any real clothes apart from the shitty weird ones from your world. Mine are too big on you since you're so skinny."

"Shut up! They are my royal cloths! And you're just too fat and big."

"Let's go, then, and be done with this shit before I change my mind!"

"Fine by me: it's your money." Sanji shrugged and looked back at his cooking.

After Zoro finished his part time jobs for the day, he met with Sanji at his house, and they strolled to the local mall, after an hour or two where they got lost and Sanji nagged at him that he was sure they going the wrong way, they made it. .

When they finally made it inside the mall, Sanji's eyes sparkled with an annoying light in them again. He really should not have taken Sanji to this place, and now he'll remember that for the next time. It's like he's never seen anything like this before, and well, maybe he really hadn't. But that sparkle look still creeped Zoro out to no end

"!Wow…this place is amazing"

"Just shut it and come!"

Zoro hurried and dragged Sanji to the closest clothes shop he found, keeping Sanji from going to explore the whole mall because that will be a headache, and they will never get out of it if he let him start. Zoro really wished he hadn't offered to go to the mall with Sanji because it take hours for the little curly ass to decide what to buy, and it get on Zoro nerves to deal with him and drag him away from the distractions they put in that stupid mall.

Not to mention, the skinny curly wanted to buy Zoro new clothes now they were in the mall and finished with Sanji clothes, which drove Zoro insane. How people could shop so much was beyond him! It was irritating, exhausting, and expensive. But it was okay, since later on Zoro made Sanji eat more junk food, and he complained about it all the way home.

Overall, it was good to be done with this shit and the cook stopped being an annoying bitch with his new look in the new clothes he choose to buy.

The big day came, and Sanji ran off to his first day on the job with Zoro going to his part time jobs. After they both finished their day and came back home, Sanji didn't stop telling him about the place and the new people he met. Well, Zoro like to listen to Sanji even if it bored him a little, and they have their silence moments and fighting moments too.

He seemed so happy talking about cooking, so Zoro was happy he doing what he liked to do.

TBC

just to help anyone else that still Confused, Zoro and Sanji are at the real world - our ordinary real world with ordinary people ^^ sorry if it was confusing.