A.N. As nothing that I write these days come out short I decided to write something for this as I've abandoned this for WAY too long…

"You should do like a spontaneous drunk. Like have Zoro just start bursting with ideas that he has no filter saying. Exs: a trip, a relationship, a movie, a story, love, future plans...etc!" – SanjiRoronoa

Spontaneous Drunk

Zoro was a mystery.

And Sanji loved trying to crack it open. Everything in the Marimo was mysterious from his bright green hair to his favorite food. Of course this could be just his crush speaking for him, but Sanji was outright sure he would be interested in figuring Zoro out even without his crush.

And the whole 'Zoro is an interesting mystery' was what brought him at the current situation.

Sitting at the other side of table from him the green haired enigma was nursing a glass of scotch in his hand. His head turned down, his other had slowly running through his hair as he stared at the table absentmindedly.

The reason Sanji was so lost? Because this was their first 'grown up date' (all the others until now were movies, trips or meals together). Because he didn't have a slightest idea why after the fourth glass of drinks Zoro's eyes slowly clouded and he became like he was now – unreachable.

The blond cleared his throat – he really hopped his boyfriend wasn't so pissed drunk that he fell asleep with eyes wide open… "Marimo?" Zoro raised his head. "You're alright?"

Fuck the perfect date that could have led to one of their beds' if the green haired male got sick or something. He liked Zoro enough to care – though, he would have cares even if he didn't like Zoro – and if the Marimo wasn't feeling good they were going home!

"Yea, I'm fine, though…" Zoro blinked several times before continuing speaking. "I was just lost in thoughts…" Sanji was about to crack a joke about Marimo getting lost even in his own mind when Zoro shook his head like he was trying to get rid of something. "You know, I was thinking if it was hotter in Brazil or Philippines… You don't happen to know, do you?"

The blond chef-in-training blinked. The fuck was Marimo talking about?!

Zoro's words became somewhat a little slurish as he continued speaking. "Then my mind just became a mess." To make a bigger impression he waved his hands around. "I remember that time when I was five and my dad brought me to the dojo for a first time… I was immediately fascinated by those kids' body movements – flowing like water…"

Hi voice trailed down as he once again was lost in his thoughts, Sanji was seriously worried about his boyfriend by now. "So what was I taking about? Yea, right!" Zoro suddenly looked very awake, words flowing normally. "The whole 'which country is hotter' thing came from my vacation plans – you know those plans I've been hiding from you to make a surprise for you…"

Suddenly he slapped his hand over his face. "Fuck! It was supposed to be a surprise and now I told you everything! Shit, now I need new plans… say, do you have any country you want to visit?"

Sanji was at loss of words. That thing his Marimo had been so secretive about was a trip he had been planning?! And now he's asking where he wants to go instead?! How should he answer…? Zoro kept looking at him with a such a hopeful gaze that Sanji felt guilty for not answering yet. "Ummm, I'm not sure, asking me like this out of the blue… Maybe somewhere in Asia? I know you're fascinated with their culture and I always wanted to learn their cooking… I guess…"

Zoro beamed at him with a happy smile – and Zoro does not beam. "Great, now I know where to spend all that money I won in my last competition! You said you're free on July right? That your old man is going to kick you out somewhere?"

Sanji nodded dumbly, he really wasn't sure how to answer to this sudden turn of conversation. Silence fell between the two of them while Sanji tried to come in terms with idea that he was probably spending huge part of his summer with his boyfriend abroad while Zoro was silently mussing and planning.

"Um, thanks Marimo." Zoro looked at Sanji with raised eyebrow. "I'm really happy you want to include me in your summer plans…" The blond could feel his cheeks redden, it wasn't often that he felt this happy – and it was all the dumb Marimo's fault! As an idea shot in the blonde's head he smirked at his boyfriend. "You know… I would really love to repay you somehow…"

And just like that he found himself being dragged out of the bar and just as he took a breath of cool night air he felt soft lips tasting like alcohol descend on his. Maybe in the end, this evening will turn out like he hoped…

A.N. Is it just me, or is this more like a Random Drunk…? :?