Lost it all

Chapter two: Tears of a friend

Rating: M

Summary: When Sanji makes the greatest sacrifice, can Zoro and the others cope? Without his hand, can Sanji even hope to continue his cooking...can he even continue living...? The least likely among the crew must help Sanji find himself, and in doing so...Save his own soul.

Disclaimer: Nope. No own.

A/N: I guess you guys would like to see the next chapter, seeing how my writing wasn't really up to par on that first one... This one is a WHOLE lot better! -smile-

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"Its my fault, Luffy!" Zoro's voice was cold, flat, dead. "He lost his hand and its BECAUSE OF ME! Do you want to know what the last thing he said to me was? DO you! He said 'A swordsman may only need one. But the greatest swordsman in the world must have both hands!' That was what he told me! ME! Now HE cant follow his dreams- all because of me! If Sanji cant become a master chef than I cant be the greatest swordsman! End of story!" And he brought the blade up.

No one had any time to move. The metal flashed and that was it. Blood sprayed, and Zoro clenched his eyes shut. He had done it...and now...he wouldn't be ashamed when he saw Sanji...Not anymore...Now that they were the same...

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There was a series of shocked gasps and Zoro's eyes flew open, locking with a pair of black ones.. He could only stare in stunned silence as Sanji carefully took the hilt from the other's slack hand. It was only then did the swordsman realize what had happened.

"Sanji!" He cried as the cook pulled the blade free of his arm and blood splattered onto the floor. It seemed ominously loud in the absolute quiet of the room. Spinning the blade with his remaining hand he flung it so that it stuck into the wall, thrumming.

"What. Was. That?" He hissed.

"Sanji...I...Forgive me! Please...It was my fault you're hand-"

BAM!

Zoro flew backwards, slamming into the same wall that housed his sword. He slid to the floor, his hand coming up to his jaw. Has Sanji just...

The blonde let his foot down, "If I EVER hear you say that again, Roronoa Zoro, I will do far more than just sending you flying." He swore, eyes flashing onyx fire. "I did not save you so that you could throw it all out the window!"

"But Sanji, what about you!"

"Well, if I am really such a great chef, why would I need both hands?" He laughed, reaching behind him to grab his cigarette pack. "So...Where are we anyway?" He lit the nicotine stick and inhaled deeply. "Ah...This is great. Nami!"

"Ah...Yes?" The navigator blinked at being addressed, and hurried to his side.

In one quick motion, Sanji tipped the other over, slamming their lips together. The crew jumped back in shock, and Zoro could only blink as his crewmate let go of the woman, and smirked.

"Yes...Havent lost it yet!"

Nami's eyes glew in rage, her face crimson, "YOU'RE GONNA LOSE SOMETHING!"

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"Uh, Nami?" Luffy poked the girl on the back of the head lightly. "Nami..."

"What Luffy!" She growled, having just lost track of the runaway pirate cook.

The captain just stared at her, then gave her a wide grin. "You know what this means, right?"

The navigator could only blink, "What means what?"

"Having Sanji back. It means we get to EAT now!"

Nami snarled, cracking her knuckles. "Luffy..."

"Eheheh, I...guess...Ill be going...now..." He ran.

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"Oi- cook, don't get blood on the food, will ya?"

"That wouldn't even be a problem if you hadn't tried to chop your own hand off, now would it, swordsman?" Sanji shot back, trying to tie off the end of the bandage that ran around his lower arm; where the sword had bit deeply into his skin.

"I already said I was sorry. I cant apologize again." Zoro muttered, arms crossed as he leaned against the doorframe, swords at his hip as always. He was there on Luffy's orders, and no other reason. The last thing he wanted to deal with was this man's mouth.

And injured, he was worse.

"Let me get that." Zoro snapped, tired of watching him unsuccessfully lost the end over and over again, even when he was using his teeth. He pushed from the wall, and came to the other's side, "Here-"

"LEAVE ME ALONE, ZORO!" The outburst had the other jumping back, surprise on his face. "I CAN DO IT, SO GO AWAY! ITS NOT LIKE YOU CARE ABOUT ME ANYWAY!"

"FINE!" Now the swordsman would never admit it, but as he stormed out of the kitchen, slamming the door behind him, a small part of him shattered, broke under the raging storm that was his emotions. That man had literally saved his life, his future...and look how he was treating him!

His eyes softened and he spun on his heel, walking quietly back to the door, intent on apologizing on bended knee if he had to. However he stopped a few inches away from the door, his ears not believing what they were hearing. It couldn't possibly be...

Reaching out his fingertips gently pushed the door open the slightest bit so he could peek in. His heart split in two when he saw the proud chef on his knees, his good arm reached up, fingers digging into the counter-top, while the other, wrapping in bandages save for the one cut that ran across his lower arm, which the blood from was slowly staining the sleeve of the shirt he was wearing.

However, that wasn't what scared Zoro the most. No, that wasn't it...As sad a sight that was, it wasn't what caused the horror to enter his eyes. No, it was the tears that streamed down the blonde's face, dripping off his chin in a steady stream, and the soft sobbing that came from his parted lips.

Zoro was frozen; he had no idea what to do in this situation. And so, he did the only thing he knew how to do. Run away.

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Um...anyone else feel like this is slowly turning into a yaoi? Would anyone object if it did? I don't do graphic stuff, so there's no need to worry about that or anything. So...a poll anyone? Who would mind if this becomes a yaoi? If there are no comments, this story will go where it will.

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