Hey everyone! Let's get started with my great thanks to all the followers of this awkward story, and also thank you a lot for making me write so much, I wasn't sure to continue but there it is ! Chapter III ! Hope you'll enjoy it and I stil don't know if a fourth would be ok or not... still thinking.
But that does not matter for the moment,
Have a good ride ;)
EXCITER
Chapter 3 : on a hot drive
Zoro felt the urge to run away, but he resisted. His body was some kind thrilled by the cold fingers of the blond student, and at the same time, it wanted to escape. His mouth put an end to the tough dilemma:
« Why would you do that… ? »
Sanji didn't answer; he simply closed his eyes and let out a soft sigh, turning his face away from the other man, hiding his face.
Zoro was blocked; he didn't know what the fuck he could do with that strange behavior of the future cook. After what felt like forever, he managed to concentrate and make things clear in his mind. If Sanji wanted it, even if it meant something important, he would allow him to touch what nobody had ever approached.
He opened wide his jacked, showing his bare chest glowing in the darkness. Sanji moved his glare to it and understood that the path was now granted.
Wordless, he placed two of his fingers on the belly skin. Zoro immediately step back and shivered:
« You're fucking cold! »
« No I'm not, my hands are alright. » Sanji was smiling. « It's your body! »
« My body is normal egghead! »
« It's over-reacting. » Sanji pointed.
That sentence made Zoro fall into a cautious reflection. While his mind was going liquid, Sanji delicately touched the firm chest of the other guy, and caressed with the tip of his fingers the skin.
Only one word could escape from the depths of his mind: "Smooth". It didn't feel like a baby skin, it was firm but incredibly sweat. He looked closer to the areas where the color was fainting and passed his fingers on it. Zoro reacted again with a reject move. Sanji concluded that his body felt more where the lack of melanin was obvious. Interesting…
The green-heard student raised his head in the hair, trying to avoid any brutal move. Sanji's fingers felt so damn… strange. It was completely new; it felt both wrong and awesome at the same time. But for now, Sanji would not say any little compliment or remark, he just wanted to explore the guy's torso while it was still possible. The tanned part of his skin where like chocolate springs he wanted to smell, their call was thrilling. The white parts were like small buttons of uncovered flesh he wanted to play with. He had a whole table of ingredients in front of him that could provide such different feelings…
But the door of the room suddenly opened.
The light interrupted the waltz of the fingers and Sanji felt something like shame, immediately bursting in his body, he backed off and Zoro quickly closed his jacket.
A thirty-old man passed near them, his gaze directed to the white floor, ignoring them, making his way to the john.
Sanji sent a cramped look to his fellow and turned to the door before leaving the restroom. Zoro followed his steps, smiling to what had just happened.
Back to the car, Zoro tried to retain any awkward laugh. Sanji on his side was smoking again, not trying to make any visual contact to the other student.
"Well… how about driving faster than a rainbow and join our houses grass-head?"
"I ask you pardon?" Zoro had an outraged tone.
It was funny from a certain point of view; to be caught like this in the toilets, by a stranger. And after all, they had done nothing really… hot.
But the most delicious thing about all this, was that Sanji was maybe aware of all the meaning of a such touchy-felly moment. He couldn't be just a curious guy interested in tanned skins; he had to feel attracted towards him. And Zoro liked a lot this idea.
He put the radio on and managed to drive the car out of the resting area. The traffic was not better; in fact, it felt like if more cars were fighting than before.
"… On this epic day, an epic traffic jam had just stuck more than 5 kilometers of cars at the entrance of the city so far…"
"Again?" Sanji complained. "They just repeat the same beat!"
"Let's change the station…" Zoro proposed.
A new voice continued the same horrible statement:
"In fact, the situation is by far worse than we could have ever expected. The reason of the massive blocus on the road would be, according to our specialists of the day, an extraterrestrial attack over the city."
"What the hell?" Zoro exclaimed.
"Many citizens have declared they had seen some strange humanoid things walking around the streets near the mayor's house. An helicopter pilot would have also said to the a police officer: "I've seen the devil, he is in the town. They're coming for us, it's already too late! Prey for mercy!"
"What a frightful night Christine!"
"Indeed Carl, I'm really happy to be here with you on this show and not inside of a gloomy and stinky car! The invasion of monsters from another planet is something I definitively could not handle."
"More information in five minute, keep drinking orange juice!"
"Yeah! That's the best to do now with the climate! And don't forget that if you see any alien on your way to home, please, inform the authorities your discovery and do not try to approach or even touch the thing. You would play with your life."
"Absolutely Christine, those little monsters can really be thirsty!"
A super calm and joyful music followed the report and Zoro took the time to think twice about what they have just heard. Sanji gazed at him and opened his mouth, putting away his cigarette:
"Their jokes are not even funny."
"Well… It felt like real…" Zoro murmured. "I mean… It's on the main radio station, why would it be wrong…?"
"Because it's just wrong! One random guy saw a kid in his Halloween costumes so he thinks that there is an alien attack, that's the real story. People are only… the grapevine."
"Why would everyone trust that guy?" Zoro didn't seem to be reassured.
"Because they are boring their selves so deeply that they want some action! Who would believe this shit anyway?"
Sanji smiled to the mute face of his fellow:
"Come on! You can't listen to those stupid things. You're the one that said 'what a crap' just an hour ago maybe… What happened to you?"
"Gu… nothing man… I was just thinking."
The green-heard guy could do nothing but approve the sentence of his driver. Zoro seemed far away from the car. And after all, with this kind of color… with this strange skin problems, Zoro looked like someone from another planet, like… like a fucking alien.
This mental statement made Sanjo laugh. His fellow, suddenly captivated by his strange behavior, glared at him:
"What?"He repeated the question several times without any answer. The fucking cook was still laughing. "Am I that funny?"
Sanji approves while throwing out his cigarette:
"Absolutely, you're damn funny. But not ridiculous."
"Thank you." Zoro ended up with laughing a little with his new friend.
OOO
Everything was happening really fast in a certain way, but it felt so good, so… well to be here with him in this car, even if the night was about to be really long.
After like one hour of driving through the endless corridor of cars, the circulation seemed to be a little bit clearer, but the sun was really near the horizon, which meant that we were about to get right under the grand web of the night. Freaaaky…
"Hey Zoro…"
The grass-head softly murmured back, opening his tired eyes.
"Hey! Wake up! It's not a good idea to sleep right now, circulation is going better."
"Yea… Sorry, guess I've missed some hours of sleep with those tests."
Sanji turned his head to the crescent moon:
"I think it's more the fact that it's actually nine p.m."
"Already? Fuck!" Zoro was now moaning, turning the wheel in every direction. "I want some rest! At this time I won't be able to go back to my place…"
"Yea, it sucks." Sanji commented.
Surprisingly, the one that first yelled about this situation was now accepting it with a natural sense of… adaptation:
"But since we're here Zoro, why not having a pause somewhere near and drink something, I'm thristy like hell and it's quite hot in here."
"Yeah, you're right… But it means that we're not driving anymire toonght?"
"No… it's not safe. Find a good parking and we'll sleep… here I presume."
"You've got better ideas than I. My plan was to make you drive."
"I can't…"
"Yeah, I knew that."
"How?"
Sanji felt that his private life was again flying out of him.
"Nami."
"Oh… Crap."
"It's not that difficult to guess. You're younger than me. Plus you live with your parents… and you don't need any car, you live near the school. You only needed one on this day, since the tests weren't based on the same location."
"True." Sanji muttered. "You know too much."
That line made Zoro laughed:
"Don't worry Hagrid, I'm going to find a good tree house for the night. With dragon eggs and giant spiders on the floor." He sent an eye blink.
"Haha, that's my stuff!" Sanji added.
OOO
"Everything is fine?"
"I guess no."
"So let's drink to…"
"To… what?"
"I don't know, I'm just… thinking about something right."
Sanji hesitated before answering:
"Why not to the future?"
"That's a basic thing." Zoro replied. "I know you can be more original."
"Then…" The cook looked at his glass of beer. He only wanted to drink right now, but his mind was empty. "To… drinking."
"Aha, stupid. What about… us."
Sanji turned his gaze to his fellow:
"Wut?"
"I mean… we only met a few hours ago, but you're already my guy, right?" Zorro tapped on Sanji's shoulder. "Come on man, you're my bro? My little bro right? Hey?"
"I'm not..." Sanji tried to resist a few seconds, before smiling to his new friend. "If you to…"
OOO
The last rays of the sun were shining over the parking area. All the car windows were reflecting those hot colors, the instant felt so beautiful. No wind, no more noise, just the falling leafs of some old trees, and the heat of the summer, mixed with the one that's just beside you… They were seated on the car, facing the day on its end.
"But…" Sanji's face went pale. "I don't… I don't understand why I would be your friend. After all we're not going to see each other after the exams."
Zorro saw in Sanji's look a kind of sadness that he could not handle a long time:
"Dude, what the fuck are you saying? Of course we're going to meet again. Even if we're not neighbors, I'm the kind of guy that keeps contact with someone he likes…" Zorro ended his sentence with a cold seep of his beer.
Sanji's face because a little red, the word "likes" was going over en over again in his mind. That meant something right? Something more than… wait no! I can't think about this…! This is totally wrong and…
"Can I have some of your beer?" Zorro asked.
Sanji, lost in his conscience, looked at his friend and agreed with his lost expression.
"Yeah sure… help yourself."
Zorro approached himself to the cook and bent over him, he twisted his face and placed his cold lips on Sanji's.
Not a word. Not a sound escaped from the student mouth. Their bodies were linked by the softness of their wet lips, nothing more. At this moment, the sun disappeared behind the last line of horizon and the ref light of its death evaporated.
Soon, Zorro made a careful move to end the kiss. He placed his right hand over the neck of his fellow and seated back on his butt. His eyes, catching Sanji's without any pain.
"I knew…"
Sanji was paralyzed; he could not move or express anything. His body was constricted.
"I knew you wouldn't say anything…"
"…g… How…?" Sanji tried to stay calm, and to not lose his mind right now. But the idea that a guy – this guy – had kissed him was filling up all his brain. "How?"
"I just knew… it doesn't surprise me." Zorro smiled to him. "Plus the way you act with me, the fact that you wanted to see me half-naked aha…" Zorro drank again. "And Nami… told me that you never had any girlfriend."
Sanji clenched his teeth:
"I… It's not that… I never had any relationship… That's different…"
"You seem quite old to say that…" Zorro remarked. "And also quite too handsome."
Sanji was fighting in his mind to know if he wasn't dreaming. It was the first time someone was telling him that. And also, the look, the look of joy, lust, sadness, all that, the way Zoroo was looking at him was something he had never experienced before.
"I never kissed anyone." Sanji was burning from awkwardness.
"Well you have now. How does it feel?"
"… I'm not sure…"
That reply meant something to Zorro. He immediately felt the urge to kiss again the cook on his pale lips and took his head in his hands. Sanji, loosing the control, freeing himself from the barrier of his thoughts, accepted the kiss and opened his mouth.
Zorro didn't wait any more and shoved his swift tongue into.
END OF THE THIRD CHAPTER
No it's time to answer the reviews,
HappyMe-O : Hello, thanks for that nice comment, in fact I always wanted to see Zorro like this, completely "out" of something, like out of an armor.
RedTed : Yes I like those effects, but not too often right... Suppose this ending is better ^^
moonlightclock : thanks a lot, it's really motivating, I would the story to be all it lenght in the car, but how far can I go with this... I still don't know. Still I've got a lot of ideas for the next chapter... Who know ? :) byebye