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Now for the second chapter of First Timer!

"HELP ME HOW!!?"

Sanji was suddenly very shocked and confused by what Zoro suggested. The swordsman looked up thoughtfully putting a hand under his chin, not even acknowledging the flustered cook.

"Well…" Zoro started in mid-thought. "Practice...I guess." he finally said it and the now red-faced chef jumped up to begin his nervous stutter.

"W-wait, practice?…W-with you?" Sanji asked quietly. Zoro paused a moment before he just shrugged and nodded. Sanji had his hands on his head and was mentally screaming his lungs out for a few good minutes. Finally he calmed down enough to realize what this meant. He cleared his throat and tried to straighten himself out. "Um, Zoro?" he asked as calmly as he could without stuttering, but his face was still as red as a cherry.

"Hm…?" the swordsman focused on Sanji as the cook tried his best not to freak out again.

"..Um,...it's not my place to judge or anything and if you're gay that's fine, but I'm not really comfortable with-" the blonde's 'You just found out someone you know is gay and you gotta let them know it's fine without making it totally awkward' speech was cut off by a few loud and annoyed scoff.

"I'm not gay you Shit Cook." Zoro said rubbing his temple and Sanji gave him a strange look as he responded.

"If your not gay then why-" the cook started to ask, but was cut off once again.

"You need help and do you think anyone else on this ship is going to help you with this sort of problem?" the green haired man asked even though he already knew the answer. Sanji struggled as he tried to think of someone. Someone who would agree to help him and who he would want to help him. Nami? Robin? He wished. If that were the case then he wouldn't even be in this situation. Then suddenly the blonde remembered something.

"Wait, What's the catch?...I mean…What's in it for you, Marimo?" he asked, knowing that there was some reason Zoro would do this and if he wasn't gay then…Zoro had his eyes closed and a smirk on his face. "I knew it" Sanji thought. Sanji knew there was something else the swordsman wanted because there was no way in hell he was doing it to be a 'good friend'. Zoro opened his eyes to look at the cook with a very plain expression.

"Booze…"was all Zoro said and the cook's jaw dropped. Booze!? That was all Zoro wanted for helping Sanji in such a big way!?

"You want…more…sake? That's it?" the love cook asked, still in shock. The other man ran a hand through his short green hair and shrugged again for like the fifth time that day.

" Yeah I guess. I don't really care…, but for this plan to work you're going to have to stop your stupid over exaggerated flirting." Zoro explained with a sly smile. Sanji's complete shock was replaced with confusing surprise.

"W-what? Why?" the blonde asked give Zoro a good long stare. "Why do I have to stop flirting like I normally do? You were just gonna teach me what to do when I'm with a woman right?" he asked not believing what he was saying. Zoro couldn't help it and he rolled his eyes at the naive chef.

"And you think you're going to get them to sleep with you if you act the same way as you do now?" the swordsman asked sarcastically before there was a short silence. "…and it's annoying." Zoro quickly added and Sanji rolled his eyes. After that there was a longer silence than before. Both of the men just looked at each other awkwardly until suddenly Zoro took a step forward which caused Sanji to move back a step. As not to seem nervous or scared, like he was, the cook shoved his hands in his pockets and looked directly into the darkness of the swordsman's eyes with confidence. Zoro stared back at Sanji with a stoic expression before turning away from the cook.

"What have you got to lose?" the swordsman asked and Sanji's eyes widened a little at the question. "It doesn't matter to me either way. I'll just kick your ass every time you annoy me instead." he smirked, looking back at the blonde. "Take some time to think about it…" Zoro said not waiting for a reply and left for the cabin where all the guys slept. Sanji slid down to the floor as he stared at the place where Zoro once stood.

"What do I have to lose?" the cook asked himself, mimicking the swordsman's voice, but in a whisper. Once again Sanji remembered all the women who rejected him over the years. The cook rested his face in the palms his hands, his fingers getting tangled in his blonde hair. "What do I do?" he sighed. This was by far one of the most difficult situations he had ever been in. Meanwhile, similar thoughts ran through a certain green haired man's head.

"What did I do?" Zoro asked himself as he was lying in his hammock with his hands behind his head. The swordsman stared at the ceiling while deep in thought, forgetting to blink once in awhile. "Why did I offer to help him? I could have just left him alone…, but that damn cook's flirting and pouting is just so annoying…" the man thought as he let his eyes scan the room. Even though it was dark, the moonlight shining through the window lit the room up enough to where Zoro could see his fellow nakama. " Doesn't matter. There's no way he would agree to something like that…" Zoro reassured himself and turned over onto his side hoping to get a good night's sleep.

Sanji unfortunately had a kitchen to clean before he could go to sleep. Not that it mattered, there wasn't any way that he could go to sleep now. The cook stood by the sink washing some dishes as he thought about what to do with the Zoro situation. He wasn't really paying much attention to the dishes he was washing and accidentally dropped one onto the floor. The cook let out a frustrated sigh and started to clean up the mess. "Great…" Sanji thought. After he finally finished cleaning the kitchen it was probably around midnight. The blonde dragged himself to his hammock which was right underneath Zoro's and fell into it lethargically. As it turns out it was really easy for Sanji to fall asleep and in a matter of minutes he was knocked out cold.

Standing there, Sanji found himself in a large dinning room. This elegant room was filled with beautiful women as far as the eye could see. This was truly heaven! The cook spotted the familiar faces of Nami and Robin and he started making his way over to them. The two women were in beautiful cocktail dresses and talking with the other woman. When Sanji came up he had a smile on his face bigger than any other. "Nami-swan! Robin-chwan! You look gorgeous in those dresses!" he complemented both the women. "Not that your not gorgeous without them! You both are always beautiful." the cook added, but then raised an eyebrow. His two female nakama didn't even look at him let alone listen to the man. Sanji looked at both of the girls back and forth and it seemed as if the love cook wasn't even there to Nami and Robin who just kept talking. Suddenly Sanji started running to each woman, trying to get their attention, but no one even acknowledged his existence. The blonde was panicking as he rushed through the crowd. What was going on? Was this some kind of joke? Why couldn't people see him? He thought not paying attention to where he was going until he suddenly ran into something and fell to the ground…or better yet, someone. Sanji looked up and was surprised to see none other than the green haired swordsman standing before him, staring him straight in the eyes. Zoro was wearing a black suit with a white button-up shirt underneath. The jacket and shirt were open of course, showing off the man's tanned muscles and a scar that went all the way across his torso. "Z-zoro?" the blonde asked.

"Watch where you're going, Shit cook.." Zoro said putting his hands in his pant's pockets. Sanji was about to get up and kick the swordsman's ass, but as soon as he stood up, the blonde accidentally tripped a waiter who was caring a large container of some kind of drink that just so happened to splash him right in the face.

As Sanji wiped away the drink from his face and opened his eyes, he realized he wasn't in the dinning room, but back in his hammock and it wasn't the drink he was wiping away, but sweat. "What kind of weird dream did I have?" he said to himself quietly. The cook looked around the room to see everyone still sleeping and then looked out the window. Judging by the light outside Sanji could guess that it was six o' clock or so. The man lifted his long legs over the side of the hammock, his feet just touching the floor. With a yawn, Sanji stood up and grabbed a change of clothes before heading to the bathroom.

The sleepy cook looked into the mirror and surprised himself. Usually Sanji was a pretty calm sleeper, but by the way his hair looked this morning some would say otherwise. He just decided to fix it in the shower, so he started his daily routine by stripping himself of his clothes and taking a nice long shower.

After he showered and changed his clothes, Sanji headed outside for a morning smoke. The cook leaned against the railing on the side of the ship, cigarette between his fingers, as he watched the sunrise reflecting off the water. A few minutes later he finished his cigarette and went up the stairs to the kitchen. Sanji still had an hour before everyone woke up, but if he didn't start breakfast now it wouldn't be ready in time. As the blonde began slicing some meat to put in some omelets he started thinking about that dream he had last night. It was a very strange dream and he wondered what it meant. Sanji shook the thought from his mind and focused back on cooking. "Probably didn't mean anything…" he said as he tossed the meat onto a hot skillet and seasoned it. But what if it did mean something? Why could none of the woman see or hear him and Zoro could..? No, it didn't mean anything. Sanji was still a little shaken up from last night that was all.

By the time breakfast was ready everyone had woken up and started shuffling into the kitchen, some dressed and some still in their pajamas. First came in Luffy followed by Usopp and Chopper. Then the girls joined them, earning a grin from Sanji, but Zoro followed in shortly after them and Sanji's grin disappeared. The cook gave everyone their food and went back to the sink to get ahead on cleaning the dishes. Sanji gave Zoro a few side glances, but as soon as the swordsman looked up Sanji averted his eyes and looked back at the sink. No one else could notice, but the atmosphere between the swordsman and the blonde was awkward and kind of intense. The cook looked over once again at the swordsman. He noticed Zoro was just wearing dark blue sweat pants instead of his usual clothes, which reminded him of what the green haired man was wearing in his dream. He was casual yet formal. It was kind of weird. Once Sanji stopped thinking about it he realized he had been staring at Zoro who was now staring back at him. The blonde looked away and set the pot in his hands down. He cleared his throat and left the crew to finish their breakfast without him as he went to get some air or more like smoke.

"God, that was brutal…" Sanji said to himself as he blew out a puff of smoke. He had returned to the spot from the night before, but he figured since everyone was eating breakfast Zoro wouldn't show up…,but he was wrong. Only a few minutes later and the swordsman came walking up to the now uneasy cook. Sanji flicked away his cigarette and looked at the green haired man in front of him.

"Hey, what were you staring at me for back there?" Zoro asked. He couldn't think of anything else to say to the cook due to the awkwardness. Sanji looked at the swordsman and shook his head.

"It was nothing. I wasn't staring at you. I was just thinking about a dream I had last night.." the blonde replied. Zoro nodded in understanding, but then was silent for awhile. He could tell that the conversation wasn't going to go anywhere so he thought he would

cut to the chase.

"So, you don't want to accept the offer I gave you yesterday right?" Zoro asked so Sanji could reject the stupid idea and they could go back to normal. Sanji quickly looked away and continued to avoid eye contact with Zoro for awhile. He looked back and forth at the ground nervously and the swordsman turned around, starting to walk away. "Alright, That's fine. Just forget everything I said okay?" Zoro said as he took a few steps and let out a breath he had been holding, but Sanji swiftly looked up and reached his arm out to the swordsman.

"Wait!" the cook called out and Zoro stopped dead in his tracks, his back still to Sanji.

The blonde thought for a few more seconds and was shaking like crazy, but finally spoke again. "..I'll do it…" he said it so Zoro could barely hear it. The other man's eyes were as wide as they could get. He couldn't believe it! Sanji, a ladies man, was actually asking for Zoro to help him. The green haired man turned around trying to focus. He shook his head as if to shake away the shock and eventually he calmed down.

"Um,…okay." the swordsman finally replied and he cleared his throat before talking again. "I uh guess we'll …practice…when it's night or when everyone is busy like right now." Zoro said kind of nervously and Sanji nodded. The swordsman was embarrassed, but as soon as he registered his thoughts he understood that Sanji must really need help if he agreed to this. "So,…How experienced are you with kissing?" he asked, awkwardly clearing his throat again. Sanji stared up at Zoro with an embarrassed expression before looking down at the ground. "What…?" the green haired man asked.

"I'm not…"Sanji muttered as he continued to look completely embarrassed. Zoro looked at the man in shock. He new the cook was a virgin, but he hasn't even kissed anyone before? That's just crazy. The swordsman sighed and knelt down in front of Sanji.

"Sanji…kiss me." Zoro commanded.

TBC

Ah, I'm sorry for cutting it off there, but I needed to. Forgive me! I'll post soon!