"Luffy, get my katanas!" the moss-head instructed.
Luffy's eyes lit up as he dashed away to get Zoro's swords. Sanji stuffed his hands in his pockets. Luffy returned not a moment later with the three swords in hand. He tossed them to Zoro, who unsheathed them and positioned himself.
"Let's go cook," Zoro said from around the handle of the white katana.
It had once belonged to Kuina, Zoro's childhood friend. Before she had died, they had promised each other to get into the best schools and train as swordsmen to one day become unbeatable. Zoro still held this promise, Sanji knew that much, he was reminded of it every time he saw the green bandana or the three katanas.
"Santoryu!" Zoro shouted charging towards Sanji,
Sanji lifted his foot stopping the blades with his foot before dropping into a handstand and kicking Zoro's chin. Zoro winced as blood trickled from his lip but charged again at Sanji. His blade connected with Sanji's side, he was careful not to slice too deep. He wasn't fighting one of his opponents, he was fighting Sanji, one of his friends. He removed the blade to see a rip in his white shirt and blood spotting beneath it. They were about to go again when someone pushed their way out from the crowd and stood between the two.
"Nami?" Sanji snarled.
"Stop this is stupid," Nami said ignoring Sanji.
"We're just playing Nami-chan," Zoro explained handing his katanas back to Luffy.
The crowd began to thin, the majority going back to bed but some getting ready for the day ahead knowing there was no way they'd get back to sleep. Only a few close friends stayed to watch Nami lecture the sorry two.
"I don't care if you were just playing, it is way too early for you two to be thinking straight," she groaned.
"You should listen to Nami," Robin said, the others nodded in agreement.
Sanji snorted turning away from her and stalking back to the kitchen. The girls went back to their rooms and the guys seated themselves on the various sofas and chairs. Sanji had now long neglected the thought of making breakfast and was desperate for a cup of coffee if not a smoke. He boiled the kettle and poured himself and Zoro a cup of coffee.
"Here," he said handing Zoro the mug before taking a seat next to him.
His lip was a bit swollen now and the cut had started to scar. He reached down to his own wound to find the bleeding had finally stopped.
"You two are unbelievable," Franky commented pouring a coffee for himself and the rest of the guys.
"It's just a few bruises and cuts," Zoro said sipping at his coffee.
"I should still check them out," Chopper said.
Chopper was thirteen, the youngest out of them, but he was by far the most intelligent. He was only a year into his medical studies but he could have already been qualified as a doctor.
"Sure, your medical skills are amazing," Sanji answered.
Chopper blushed and he rested his hand on the back of his neck.
"That won't make me happy you bastard," Chopper giggled and the rest of them laughed along with him.