One Piece Fan Fiction

Title: Sick Cooking

Paring: ZoroXSanji

Rating: 17+M Yaoi! Romance/Angst/Drama Hasn't changed (at lest for now) Dun-Dun-Dunn!

Comment: Now let's see what's going to happen instead of reading this worthless note I wrote… I'm just as interested as you are… Hum? Will Zoro get his chance to jump the blond or will Nami and Luffy ruin a nice naughty scene. I just want to tell you guys that I came up with this story, what… a year ago? So, if it's not as smooth as the first chapter it's just cause it's hard for me to get back in the mood, if you get what I mean.

Ch. 2 It was the swordsmen's fault after all!

So there he was, staring at the sick cook, laying there on the couch, like a before dinner meal. His hungry eyes never leaving the slender form of his variations rival but as soon as the green haired man realized how stupid he was acting, he slapped himself, good and hard in the face, to snap himself out of it. This was all too much for him and if he stayed by the sick cooks side any longer, he was sure to repeat the little episode he just had. So he stood to leave, only to double take when a rather load grown emitted from the limp like body behind him. Zoro turn to the cook, stirring under the blankets, as misty eyes started to emerge from heavy, hooded, lids. He coughed and then looked around, dazed like. Zoro frowned, his mask slipping back over his face when he realized that his chance to attack the blond had been blown.

Now that he had come back into conciseness, Sanji had noticed the pair of eyes on him and when he realized it was just the shitty swordsmen, he sneered but it came off more of a pout. He really didn't like the idea, that the man he just fainted in front of, was staring him down, like he was the weakest thing he'd ever seen. It was tugging at his pride, like he should do something to fix it. So he tried sitting up. He managed to lift his head up but his vision stared to blur and head start to spin before lowering it back down on the pillow.

"Baka! Your in no condition to move right now!" Sanji ignored him, despite the pain that now throbbed in his skull like a heart beat. He tried once more. This time succeeding in sitting up against the couch to breath heavily and glare at Zoro, with a since of accomplishment.

"Whatever you stubborn bastard." Sanji growled in the back of his throat (well…tried anyway.)

The two men had now come over a silent spell, non spoke but the waves that now and then would lap against the ship, before falling quite again. Zoro couldn't take it anymore. He was frustrated that he had even thought of Sanji like that. Now there was a deadly silent's, spread out all around them and he just couldn't take the awkward feeling he had, now that Sanji was awake. Somehow it was like he had violated him in some way by thinking like that. He wanted to make things right again.

"Sanji…I-" right as Zoro began there captain busted through the door along with the navigator. "Sanji! Your awake!" Luffy hopped over to the cook's side and patted him on the shoulder in one of his enthusiastic ways. (That meaning, slapping him really hard.) "Yes, I'm fine. Just be a little more quite about it you moronic pea head. Your hurting my ears and my shoulder you dumb ass!" Luffy moved aside for their navigator's inspection.

"Sanji are you okay?" Sanji saw it was his "precious swan" speaking to him. So he tried putting on the usual show but it was sluggish and less energetic then his usual performance. Nami noticed, in fact, everyone did. "Sanji, maybe you should lay down for a while? You don't look to good and Luffy told me how sick you were." Nami felt his forehead, only to pull away in shock a moment later. "Sanji! Your burning up! How long have you've been sick like this?!" Sanji smirked through a pinkish blush.

"Oh! Nami-San! I'm so flattered that you care but it was all that stupid marimo's fault!" he pointed a shaky finger at said marimo, who glared back at the accusing finger. Nami turned on Zoro.

"Zoro! How could you even think about fighting Sanji when he's in this condition?!" Zoro turned his glare on the orange headed women. "It wasn't my fault! He's the one who was playing it off the whole time!' Nami stood strong against the swordsmen's excuse.

"Well then. You have to take care of him now, since you're the one who made him sick. That sounds about right. What do you think captain?" She gave Luffy thumbs-up and he threw his arms up in the air. "YEAH!" He yelled loudly in agreement.

"What! I didn't make him sick! …" He stuttered with the last words a bit.

"…Did I? …" He looked at Sanji, who had fallen back into unconscious, as the verbal battled ensued. Luffy poked at him. "Guys I think Sanji went back to sleep." Luffy, Zoro, and Nami, stared at the sleeping cook.

"Alright then!" Luffy stood in fighting stance, as if he were going to do battle with an enemy. He looked at his remaining crew members "Nami! You make the food! Me and Zoro don't know how to cook anything with out burning it. So it's up to you!" Nami protested.

"You think I'm any better!" Luffy ignored her.

"Okay Zoro! You have to take care of Sanij, just like Nami said. Since you're the one who was fighting him while he was sick to begin with. Make him better so we can have lots of food again! Good food! YEAH!"

Luffys orders were out and like a good crew, they listened to there captain…well shorta. "Why do I have to!!!" they both said in unison, pouting and angry that they had to do something they didn't want to. Luffy laughed at both there expressions before running out the door. Nami followed unwillingly behind but turn round to tell Zoro she'd bring Sanji soup later. She took a last glace at the pair. Smiled, and then walked out. "Don't try anything while I'm gone." This last comment caused a rather large blush to form across a fuming Zoros face. "Like I would!" He yelled after her. Even though she was right on the dot.

He sat on the ground cross-legged and looked at the resting cook. "You are a troublesome bastard! You know that!" He sat up to help Sanji under the covers before resuming his post on the floor. "And… just a tad adorable when your sick." He smiled when he said this. Even though his comment went unheard he liked the fact that it was true and with this, a sigh came from the parted lip of the "sleeping beauty" on the couch. Followed by a soft whispered, "Thanks Zoro." along with some incoherent mumbling that died out when Zoro brushed his hair to the side and planted a light kiss to his forehead. "If you need anything I'll be right here, shit head." The show of affection went unnoticed as well and all though he pulled back he found that the edge of his haramaki was stuck, or rather, Sanji had grabbed hold of it unconsciously and didn't look as though he would let go anytime soon. Zoro smiled. "Guess that means you really don't want me to leave. Alright I'll stay close to yah then."

Zoro climbed on to the couch with Sanji and snuggled close to him. "Happy?" no reply.

"Okay…I'll take that as a go-to-sleep!"

So Zoro did exactly that and when Nami came in to give Sanji his soup, she jump at the sight of the two men asleep in each others arm. Zoro had a lot of explaining to do and Sanji was disgusted by it all. It really was all that stupid swordsmen's fault in the end!

END Ch.2

Authors Note: Now I made this an M and it will have a nice hard, sweet, sex scene in it but not just yet. First off I'm to lazy (But Hey! When I'm I not?) At lest I'm not as bad as some of the fuckers who don't post for months, or years, or never. I will go in an M direction and I will do it when the moment calls for it. I'm taking the advice from a reviewer who said that I should make Sanji better before Zoro decides to rape his ass. So I'm up holding that and hey maybe you'll even like it. I know I will...

Thank you and I hope to see yeah in the next chapter!

P.s. I'll only post a new chapter when there are efficient amount of reviews (say around 10) they encourage me to continue, so… the more the merrier.