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Zoro

A sexy smirk placed itself on the cooks lips and Zoro couldn't help but lick his own. Suddenly everyone in the room was staring at him with the cooks outburst .He should have cared really, he should have, but this was like a dream. Maybe it is... Usopp would wake him up right about now. He pinched himself. Nope not a dream. He had felt the pain. Sanji was actually standing in front of him. The blond had actually remembered him. He felt his own smirk dance on his lips, "Hey Curlybrow," he said crossing his arms over his chest, "it's been awhile"

Sanji

Sanji placed the plates on the bar with a smile, and like routine turned to help the next customer. The same phrase he always said echoed in his head. "How may I-" he asked looking to his left,"take your..." the rest of the phrase died on his tongue. His eyes widened with surprise.This can't be, Zoro!

Flashes of that night two years ago awakened before his eyes. The man standing before him was the same moss headed man from that cold winter night. He was sure that he would never see him again. He smirked at the dumb look on the green mans face, "Marimo!" he yelled with too much enthusiasm. Zoro stared at him wide eyed.Clearly he had thought the same.

In all honesty he was surprised, but mostly relieved. He told himself many times he would never see this guy ever again, but here he is. It never stopped him from trying to see him though. He would walk that same path every night, and when he got the chance he would search other places as well. Finally he had heard that the mosshead had moved out of the city. It wasn't a relief...

Zoro looked as stunned as he felt.Maybe he thought I wouldn't remember him. Sanji brushed off the thought as embarrassment for him calling him Marimo in public. Zoro retained his composure and crossed his arms over his broad chest, "Hey Curlybrow, it's been awhile" he said.

The customers around the bar were looking quite confused. They looked from Zoro to Sanji then they glared back at Zoro. Their darling Sanji had never addressed any of them. Sanji untied his apron, and pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, "I'm taking my lunch break" he yelled to the other chefs.

Without a reply he casually strolled out of the restaurant. The customers around the bar slumped and let out little whines and protests. Sanji wasn't going to cook for them their glares intensified and were thrown at Zoro from every part of the restaurant. He seemed like he was getting nervous, but stared back at some of them with an even colder glare.

Sanji chuckled softly, "Come on Marimo" he said before walking out the back door. Outside the air was hot and humid. Sounds of people and cars echoed from every corner. Being someone who lived in the city for so long, Sanji easily droned it out.

Zoro walked out the old door as Sanji was exhaling smoke into the air. He grunted clearly disliking the pollution."So...Mosshead?"Sanji started,"Where have you been all this time?" Sanji glanced over just in time to see Zoro flinch before a barrier was placed back on his expressions. Zoro turned to him with a scowl, "I don't have to tell you anything" he said.

Sanji exhaled again. The words had hurt (like hell), but he expected as much. "Well just tell me this" he said facing Zoro, "you aren't leaving again right?" Without telling me? Really he didn't know why he cared. He had only known this man for an hour maybe, but he was attached. When the green ape had left without saying anything, though he had no reason to, it had hurt. Maybe he was being selfish, but he felt something with Zoro he had never felt before.

Zoro's hazel eyes shifted to the blond who was having his inner turmoil. "I'm staying here for good this time"he stated. Sanji felt his mood lighten at those words.

"Good" he said, "I have a feeling we are going to be close friends" And if you don't like it too bad. Something flashed in Zoro's eyes but he couldn't quite catch it."Think you can handle it cook?" he sneered.

Sanji stared at him eyebrows raised,"Handle what?" he questioned.

"Me"

"I'm stronger than I look Mosshead"

"We'll see about that Dartbrow"

With that Zoro gave him an evil smirk before walking back into the building. Sanji threw his cigarette on the ground and smashed its glowing embers with his shoe. Then retreated back into the cold building. He glanced over and saw Zoro grab a long nosed man by the arm, and pull him out of the restraunt.

Something bad burned in his stomach, but he pushed it away. Hopefully Marimo was not lying and is actually staying. Then he was back in the kitchen escaping in his cooking.