"Omae, omae loved me once didn't you?!" she asked her hands curled into fists.
"I did," Zoro answered.
"Arigato, Zoro. I was rakki to have someone like you to love me," she smiled almost choking on her own tears.
Zoro had stepped in front of Nami and lifted her chin to look at her.
"Gomen ne," Zoro repeated.
"Shikata ga nai, that you love him," she whispered.
Zoro lifted his hand to caress Nami's cheek. She caught his hand and held it firmly in hers. She understood now and the resentment she held for Sanji began to melt away.
"That eroi cook, he loves you."
"I think I aced it cook," he said doing a little jump.
The cook chuckled.
"That's good," the cook answered.
"How did things go? Between you and Zoro?" Usopp asked his expression hardening.
"Can we go somewhere? I need a smoke before I tell you."
Nami placed a soft kiss on Zoro's cheek.
"I love you Zoro, I hope you find happiness with him," she walked around Zoro and out of the Thousand Sunny house.
Zoro smiled, Sanji loved him.
They stood on the roof.
"Um... Sanji we shouldn't be up here. We could get caught," the cowardly sniper muttered.
"Relax," Sanji breathed out the intoxicating smoke.
"Just be quick. We could be expelled," Usopp was shaking, his hands trembling.
He balled his hands at his sides to stop the visible movement. Sanji took one last drag of the cigarette before extinguishing the butt by stomping it into the ground.
"Come on then, wouldn't want to lose our scholarships," Sanji huffed climbing down from the roof.
Usopp breathed a sigh of relief as he followed the cook. They found an empty classroom in which the sniper once again pressed the question.
Sanji ran a hand through his hair, a habit that had recently been acquired.
"I'm not going to tell you the details because I don't kiss and tell," Sanji finally answered.
The sniper smirked and gave the cook a little nudge from where he sat on the desk.
Sanji huffed, "I want it to be simple. For us to be honest, I love him Usopp. He thinks he knows about Ace but he really doesn't. You understand that I can't even tell you?"
Zoro thought it best to go find Sanji and work things out between them. He knew that the two of them needed and wanted each other; and now there was nothing in the way. He found Sanji and Usopp alone in one of the classrooms, talking.
"Oi cook, can I walk you to class?" the marimo asked.
Sanji glanced at Usopp, who nodded his head in a way that Sanji was sure it would fall right off of the sniper's shoulders. Sanji walked out of the classroom beside the swordsman.
His hands were still in his pockets as they walked towards their next class, with Zoro leading the way.
"You sure you know where you're going moss-head?!" Sanji smirked.
Zoro's jaw clenched, "Yes kuso cook!"
Sanji slipped his hand out of his pocket and into Zoro's. Zoro's fist loosened and he weaved his fingers between Sanji's.
"Me and Nami broke up!" the swordsman blurted out.