Sanji
It was a Monday afternoon at the Baratie, and Sanji thought he would make the best of rush hour. He wouldn't ever flat out say he liked the attention, but damn he did. Getting into the groove of the music playing all around the restaurant he danced while cooking. A smirk rose on his lips as girls swooned and giggled around the bar. He could feel piercing glares from boyfriends, but continued cooking. If they got too jealous he could take them. Sanji chuckled turning on his heel, like a bad ass, two plates in hand. He placed them in front of their customers and winked,"okay...Who is next?" he asked.
Zoro
Zoro sat in the passenger seat of his friends mustang. His head lay against the window and snores echoed from deep in his chest. A sudden bump on the road slammed his head into the window and he jolted awake."Usopp! What the hell!"he grumbled. Usopp next to him smiled apologetically,"sorry this rode is bumpy"
Zoro sighed he shouldn't have yelled at Usopp he knew that, but he was stressed. After being gone for two years coming home seemed unreal. Besides the whole time he was gone all he could think of was a certain man he would never see again. The blonde he had seen that night had haunted him for the past two years. He had only seen him once but that handsome blonde's face was locked in his mind perminately."Damn curlybrow" he muttered. Usopp next to him raised a questioning brow, but didn't ask what he meant.
He was sure the blonde had already forgotten him, and that bugged him more than anything. When the blonde had shown up that night he had been a light in his dark day. He sighed resting his head against the window again. If he was a girl, he would have whined,but since he was not he just sighed.
"Would you like to stop and eat?"Usopp asked pulling him out of his blonde obsession. Zoro grunted a yes not really caring either way. The car came to a stop in the parking lot of the Baratie. He had heard of this place before, but never ate here. Him and Usopp stepped out of the car,like they owned the place, and walked in.
Inside customers of all ages were seated and eating. The place was not too fancy, but was not too old looking either. Black booths lined the walls with red and white tables for customers to eat on. In front of the booths,not against the walls, were tables with regular black stool chairs. Towards the back of the restaurant was the kitchen which was closed in by a long bar and more each stool sat people and around the people stood more people giggling and flirting. The men around the girls looked infuriated.
"I wonder what they are all looking at?" Usopp questioned giving Zoro a confused look. Zoro walked up to the crowd of people. He could care less what they were looking at but the scent of food had caused his mouth to water. With a scowl he pushed a man out of the way. The man turned to him with an angry expression that quickly melted to fear. Actually he looked so scared that Zoro was surprised the man didn't drop to his knees and apologize for existing.
He grunted at the man then stared into the kitchen. His mouth fell open at what he saw. It was the blonde... He stood over a stove with a sexy smirk on his face basically owning the kitchen. Zoro watched the angel in the kitchen with a neutral stare, but inside his emotions were wild. He had found him again. The man that had made him so happy for the past two years was standing here right now. Now that he knew where he worked he knew that his new favorite restaurant would be the Baratie. The last two years had been hell when he had thought he would never see him again.
He didn't want to just think about the cook. He wanted to talk to him,touch him,kiss him, own him... The cook turned around with the same sexy smirk on his face and Zoro almost couldn't breathe."Number 71"he yelled "your food is ready"
He placed two plates on the bar then turned to Zoro."How may I take your..."The words died on his lips as he stared at Zoro. A big grin spread across his face, "Marimo!" he yelled. Zoro's heart leap up in his throat, he does remember.