The tears had ceased to fall and Zoro had fallen into a peaceful slumber.
Sanji's nails dug into his back and he let out a scream of pain as well as pleasure. The swordsman chuckled.
"Too rough?" he asked.
"Too rough," Sanji breathed clenching his eyes shut.
Nami had burst into the boys' dorm and was watching the erratic movements Zoro made in his sleep. As she stood there, she could see a tent forming through the sheets.
"Gomen ne," Zoro panted.
"It's fine," the cook said his eyes still closed.
"You're so big that it's bound to hurt."
Zoro smirked and Nami could see it from where she stood. She huffed and stamped her foot as the moss-head continued to toss and turn.
"You staying?" Zeff asked.
"No," Sanji replied bluntly. "I have class to get to."
Sanji still had no intention of going to class but that was the only excuse he had to get out of the now unbearably claustrophobic kitchen.
"Hmph," Zeff scoffed as Sanji left.
Nami ripped the sheet off of Zoro. The marimo's eyes snapped open and he growled. His dirty dream still made itself known in the form of a half-erection that he desperately tried to hide from Nami.
"Explain yourself!" she yelled without expecting a response.
Zoro climbed off the bed and stood towering over Nami. However she refused to cower beneath him.
"What is it with you and that faggot?!"
The first time she called Sanji that she had not meant it but now her blood was boiling. She needed answers about what had happened between her boyfriend and former nakama.
"Iya!" she spat.
"Nami-chan..." Zoro began but he was cut off by the red-head slapping him across the face.
"Don't ever call me that again," she said.
She felt tears spring to her eyes. She loved Zoro but he had betrayed her and she would not forgive him. She turned around to walk out the dorm but Zoro caught her wrist.
"Gomen ne," he whispered.
She yanked her arm away from Zoro.
"Screw you Zoro," she said running from the dorm, tears spilling from her eyes.
Sanji leaned against the wall. He was waiting for his long-nosed friend to finish his test. He desperately needed someone to talk to, all he could think about was Zoro and that was killing him. The door to the classroom swung open and the students in there began to file out. At the rear of the class was Usopp with a brilliant smile plastered on his face. When the sniper saw his nakama, Sanji, his smile seemed even more vibrant.
"Sanji!" Usopp yelled running over to him.
Sanji shoved his hands into his pockets as the long-nose stopped in front of him.
"How was the test?" the cook asked.
Zoro wanted to chase after her. To comfort her but not because he loved her. No, I love Sanji. He was brave enough to admit that. Zoro scrambled out of the dorms after her. Nami had stopped at the door of the Thousand Sunny house.