A/N: So I'm sure many of you hate me for not uploading another chapter. Being honest here, I really didn't want to continue with this story, but it's already started so now I gotta finish it. Anyways, here is the next chapter, enjoy!

Chapter: 3

It's late Friday night and Sanji was finishing up washing the last of the dirty dishes at work. It had been a long day filled with many costumers and he received a lot of shit from his employees. Even working at the Baratie for almost six years, he was still a bus boy and still getting verbally abused. He was able to ignore most of it, but sometimes it was even too much for the strong-willed blond to handle.

Sanji hurried to the locker room to retrieve his long black elegant coat and quickly wrapped it around his lean torso as he prepared to head out into the snow filled streets of New York. It was early December and everywhere was covered in snow. The only hassle Sanji found when it came to winter, was that he couldn't afford a car yet and he has about a fifteen minute walk in the cold back to his apartment. It wasn't a very long walk, but after an eight hour shift of constantly moving on his feet, it became a little tedious.

The restaurant and Sanji's apartment are both located in the heart of downtown. The only reason he hasn't moved yet was because of how close his work and home are from each other. The extremely bad part about this location is that every day on his short walk to and from work, he has to pass by Roronoa HQ. This building is where Zoro Roronoa currently works and Sanji definitely does not want to walk right into the green haired bastard. So far he's gone six years without running into Zoro and he hopes he never has to.

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After an excruciating cold walk to his apartment, he found relief in the building's warmth. He took the elevator up to the third floor and walked down the long narrow hallway to room 39. He reached into his pocket pulling out the key and unlocking the door, walking slowly into his apartment realizing that it was oddly quiet.

Sanji kicked off his shoes and hung his coat in the closet next to the entrance. He walked through the small hallway which leads to his living room and kitchen. The apartment its self is quite small which consists of two small bedrooms, one bathroom with a small bathtub and connected shower, a small living room and his precious kitchen. It wasn't luxurious at all but it was home. It wasn't much but with his busboy salary, it was all he could afford.

"Ah Sanji, welcome home." came a lovely feminine voice from the kitchen.

"Good evening Robin." Sanji gave his own greeting with a tired smile. "So how was it today?" he started heading for the toddler bedroom.

"It wasn't too bad around here, pretty quiet in the afternoon though." she followed closely behind to make sure nothing was broken and that everything was in its proper place.

Sanji cracked open the door and all he could see was darkness. The blond fully opened the door and flicked on the light switch causing his smile to grow when he saw what was lying on the floor. Huddled up on the carpet surrounded with many stuffed animals were Sanji's fraternal twin boys fast asleep.

Sanji looked to Robin and smiled to her before the black haired woman took her leave.

He moved closer to the bundle and carefully picked up the eldest twin Hiroki. Hiroki was about two centimetres taller than his younger brother Akira and had Zoro's somehow natural green hair with Sanji's bright blue eyes. The blond walked over to the twin's bunk bed and gently laid Hiroki on the top bunk. He placed a loving kiss on the child's forehead before he walked over to the other twin.

Sanji picked up the younger twin and carried him over to the bottom bunk. The youngest twin Akira had Sanji's blond hair and Zoro's dark brown eyes. He was the quieter one out of the twins and mostly kept to himself. It was odd considering both fathers had outgoing personalities. The blond placed a kiss on Akira's cheek before covering the five year old with his monkey blanket.

"Daddy?" he heard the eldest call out. Sanji gave out a small hum in response before he stood up and looked at Hiroki who was now sitting up in bed. "You said when we are older you would tell us who our other daddy is... M' older now than I was this morning..." the young marimo trailed off with hope.

Sanji couldn't help but chuckle at his eldest son's logic. "Sorry hun, you aren't old enough yet. Now go back to sleep before you wake your brother up."

"Okay..." he mumbled before laying back down. "Night night daddy." he yawned and closed his eyes.

"Good night love." he smiled and walked to the door, turning the lights off and leaving the door slightly ajar.

It had been hard raising his boys by himself but he was happy he had Ace and Luffy as well as the beautiful Robin. Robin would always come over and watch the boys while he was at work. It was incredible how supportive his friends were. Any time he felt over whelmed, his friends would be there to look after the boys while Sanji took a night out by himself or if he just needed a civilized conversation with an adult, he would call Robin and her husband Franky over for dinner.

It was hard being a single parent especially when the boys would ask about their other father. Sanji tried to avoid those conversations but he knew he wouldn't be able to avoid it forever. Hiroki was very curious and would never leave the topic alone whereas Akira would stand beside his older brother with those curious eyes but he would never verbally say anything about it. Maybe he could tell them some lie about how their father died or something like that.

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Rough tan fingers ghosted over a creamy thigh, inching higher and higher until they met their destination. Clothes were scatter across the floor, the blinds were closed tight not allowing a single stream of light through into the dark room.

"Ngh... Inside... I want you inside me." Sanji moaned as he wrapped his arms around a strong neck, grinding against the one above him. The blond moaned as he felt two digits enter inside him, desperately trying to stretch his entrance so something bigger would be able to fit. "I'm not made of glass, I'm ready." The blond groaned as he wrapped his legs around the older man's waist. Sanji let out a seductive moan as he felt the large thick member push into his tight entrance.

Sanji heard the man above him grunt as the muscular Marimo sped up is pace, slamming into the blond's prostate over and over again until he felt like he was about to burst, the name on his tongue slipping out before he could even realize it.

"Zoro!"

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Sanji bolted upright from his deep sleep. "Shit, why am I thinking about that now?" he asked himself with confusion. It had been at least three years since he had a dream about the stupid Marimo and he didn't have time for Zoro anymore. He had his two little children to look after now, he didn't need the idiot in his life.

Sanji's thoughts were interrupted by loud banging on his bedroom door. "Coming." he mumbled as he threw on a pair of sweat pants and an old work out t-shirt. Opening his door he was immediately attacked by a little green headed toddler.

"Daddy! M' Hungry!" The little toddler shouted as he pulled his father by the hand towards the kitchen. "Can we have pancakes?" Hiroki asked as he let go of Sanji's hand and skipped towards the couch in front of the television set where Akira was currently seated waiting for breakfast.

"Of course." Sanji smiled and headed to work in the kitchen. "Good morning Akira."

Akira looked up from his picture book and smiled to his father. "Morning daddy!"

Sanji walked over to the television and switched it to the morning news. The blond had today off from work, he needed a day to himself where he can relax and not worry about his children getting into trouble or his co-workers bitching at him for no reason. Luckily, his beautiful friend Nami had volunteered to take his children out for a walk and to play at the park today. It was his only chance to take a nap and lounge around without having to worry about anything.

Sanji walked back over to the island and started mixing all the ingredients he pulled out. His attention snapped to the T.V. when he heard the name 'Zoro Roronoa'. He could see the T.V. from where he was standing; he couldn't ignore what has been happening over the past few years. Within the last three years the relationship between Zoro and Perona has grown significantly. Social media has deemed them 'The Richest Couple in the United States'.

Akira looked up at the T.V. and then looked over to Hiroki. He looked back and forth a few times before smiling and blurting out: "Look daddy, it's a bigger Hiroki." Sanji turned ghostly pale before turning off the television set.

"Alright boys, time to get dressed. Breakfast will be ready by the time you finish." Sanji declared weakly as he tried to change the subject. However, he didn't see the evil look in Hiroki's eyes as the child ran to his bedroom.

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"Thank you so much Nami for looking after them today." Sanji smiled and helped get the boys dressed in their snowsuits.

The twins wore matching blue snowsuits with white boots, white gloves, blue scarves and matching blue hats. "They're too adorable not to look after." shrieked Nami. The twins were just too cute. Sometimes when they went out, she would pretend they were hers. Creepy, but she had always wanted twins, too bad her fiancé Luffy was a child himself and probably couldn't handle having children at the moment. "Alright boys, let's go on an adventure!" Nami suggested as both boys agreed happily and headed out the door.

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As the trio walked past Roronoa HQ, Nami noticed they were having a tour of the building for civilians. The red head could almost smell the money rolling in as she dragged the twins along with her inside the building. Thankfully they had just arrived on time. The tour was just about to start.

The twins had been pushed around all over this building and it was starting to bother them. "I'm bored, let's go." Hiroki grabbed his brother and snuck away from their money loving babysitter.

"Where are we going?" mumbled a confused Akira. He was currently being dragged to the elevators by his adventurous brother who didn't say anything until they were safely by themselves in the elevator. Akira watched as Hiroki reached up and pushed the top floor button.

"This is where that green haired older me works. The one daddy always gets scared around. He must be our other daddy!" the unreasonable logic flowed out as they reached the top floor.

The twins stepped out into a luxurious foyer with paintings hanging on the walls and a large desk right in front of them.

"Ah! You poor things must have gotten lost from the tour." A female voice called out from behind them.

"No! We aren't lost; we're looking for the boss who works here." Hiroki countered.

"I'm sorry but Mr. Roronoa is quite a busy man." The secretary stated as she directed them towards the elevator, hoping someone would call her about two missing boys. They must have non caring parents if they can go wherever they please.

Hiroki placed a pout on his face and looked to the midnight blue haired woman with his ocean blue eyes. "Pwease, we welly want to meet him." He used his baby voice. It always worked.

The woman practically melted. "Alright, but only a quick visit." She led them through a hallway where they came face to face with a large wooden door. The woman knocked twice before opening the door.

"Tashigi, what can I help you with?" Zoro asked before his gazed drifted down towards two young boys. He raised his eyebrows silently asking Tashigi what the hell was going on.

"These young boys wanted to meet you. So be nice." She smiled and gently gave them an encouraging push to enter the room before she left.

Zoro walked up to them and knelt down. "What can I do for you boys?" he asked with a small smile on his face.

"We're your sons." Hiroki grinned confidently as he pulled off his winter hat showing his green hair to the stunned business man.

Zoro analysed the boys as best as he could. This was probably some desperate attempt for a single mother to get with Zoro. He looked at the child before him. 'What kind of mother would dye their child's hair green just to get with me?' Although there was something weird about these boys, those blue eyes on the child in front of him… They looked almost… Familiar.

Zoro flinched when he heard the bathroom door slam shut. He was about to fall asleep but couldn't when a loud shout came from the bathroom. "Why did you cum inside me?!" Zoro couldn't help laughing before he stood up and walked into the bathroom in nothing but what he was born with. He turned on the shower and brought the protesting blond with him.

"No way." he mumbled as the memory from years ago flashed across his mind like it had only happened yesterday. Zoro looked to the other boy who still had his hat on. "Take off your hat." he directed to the scared younger twin. 'If it's blond, so help me I will…'

Akira slowly reached up and pulled off his hat showing off his blond hair that could only be compared to the sun. Zoro watched on stunned as the young boy stood there awkwardly, trying to hide from the intense stare.

"Tashigi! Cancel my afternoon appointments!" he shouted to his assistant. "What's your mommy's name?" Zoro asked with hope.

"We don't have a mommy, we have another daddy. His name is Sanji." Hiroki proudly stated.

"Sanji… I finally found you."