Yay! I beat my goal, and got four whole reviews before I started writing this. I would like to thank everyone who reviewed, and my new goal is five reviews before I continue. By the way, this fic may end up being nearly indefinite, as I'm probably only going to stop when I get bored of it, or don't receive anymore reviews.

Chapter Three

Sanji woke early the next morning, as was his fashion, but was actually surprised to find himself alone in the crow's nest. Zoro had never seemed like an early riser, but the man was nonetheless was already down on the grassy deck training. Sanji gazed down at him swinging weights around in lieu of his katanas, shirt off, sun beating down and making the sweat glisten. Sanji realized once again how perfect Zoro's body was. The only real blemish was the scar reaching from his left shoulder to his right thigh. Sanji liked the scar though. He thought about how it made Zoro even more masculine as he watched a bead of sweat run through the small rut of the scar. Damn, Zoro was hot. Wait one second! He was straight. Why the hell was he ogling another man's body?! Men were not hot! Yes, he had had sex with him, but that was for mutual relief. Right?

Sanji shook himself out of his fixed stare at Zoro. God, he would at least need to act normally around the man. If the other members of the crew found out anything, it would be horrible. Sanji inhaled the stench of sex. He definitely needed a shower, and a cigarette, or a pack. Sanji re-dressed himself, his clothes were evidence too, and climbed out the crow's nest and down to the deck below. Zoro acknowledged his presence with the usual,

"Morning, love-cook."

"Same to you shitty swordsman." Sanji responded and continued to walk towards his cabin. He was glad to find that he had no problems treating Zoro as he usually did. Sanji almost sighed, but prevented himself at the thought of what Zoro would say.

Sanji took his shower, and changed his clothes while still thinking about the previous night.

"God, I can't believe I did that." He repeated again and again. However, despite what he told himself, he wasn't ashamed at all. Scared: yes, ashamed: no. Sanji had no regrets about what he had done, and was actually hoping there might be a second time. Sanji worked as if be muscle memory, he just entered the kitchen, and when he finally came back to earth, pancakes, eggs, and bacon had been prepared.

Sanji set the table, lit a cigarette, took a nice long drag, and headed out to notify the rest of the crew. As soon as he opened the door, Luffy squeezed past and began to ingest pancakes at a frightening rate.

"Luffy! Get back here!" Sanji yelled, surprised that Luffy had actually had the courtesy to wait until Sanji opened the door today. Sanji was almost tempted to let his captain just have what he wanted, but he knew better. If Luffy had his way with the food, Robin-chwan and Nami-swan wouldn't get anything to eat.

"But Sanji, I'm hungry!" Luffy whined

"Yeah, well I'm sure the rest of the ship is too. Good job on waiting today, by the way." Sanji said. Luffy puffed out his chest at the compliment. Obviously thinking it might get him a reprieve. "You'll still have to wait until everyone else has been served before you can get some food, though." Sanji continued. Luffy deflated at the words

"But Sanji"

"No buts. Just wait until everyone is seated at lunch." Sanji gave his captain a little smile, and Luffy perked up a little bit.

"Yosh! 'Till lunch!"

"Right," Sanji said stepping out the door "Nami-swan, Robin-chwan! Breakfast has been served! The rest of you can come too." He added in an unenthusiastic voice.

Upon hearing the news, the men of the crew, with the exception of Zoro, stampeded into the kitchen. Zoro and the two women followed at a more leisurely pace, and seated themselves while Luffy, Usopp, Chopper, and Franky shoveled food into their mouths as though they had not eaten for days.

"Is there anything I can do for you my lovely ladies?" Sanji simpered as he delicately stacked pancakes on Nami's plate.

"I'll have some orange juice, Sanji-kun."

"And, I'll have some coffee if it isn't too much trouble cook-san."

"Right away my goddesses!" Sanji cried, and twirled off to meet his orders of love.

"Oh, Sanji, could you get me some cola too? I'm almost out after the marines yesterday." Franky asked

"Fine, but get it yourself next time." Sanji responded. Franky looked startled, though pleased at the response.

"Thanks cook." He said.

Sanji ate his breakfast by the sink, so as to keep an eye out for anything the ladies might need. He ate in silence, thinking once more. Every once in awhile, he'd glance up at Zoro, who would never notice, but would just keep eating. The breakfast ended up being fairly uneventful. Luffy only stole twice, Usopp only told five extravagant stories to his captive audience of Chopper, and Zoro only really pissed him off once (a new record). Only after the meal, did anything get interesting. As the crew filed out, and Sanji picked up the dishes, he heard something that almost made his heart stop.

"Zoro, do you know why Sanji was so nice today?" Luffy asked

"What d'you mean?" Zoro responded

"Well, Sanji didn't get too mad at me when I started eating early, he didn't even kick me, and he got Franky his cola." Luffy explained

"Why the hell would I know?" Zoro demanded

"'Cause Sanji kept looking at you while we were eating. Did something happen between you two? You guys only fought once." Luffy looked curious. Sanji was worried. If the biggest idiot of the crew had noticed something, who else had?

"Cook-san? Are you alright?" Sanji turned to see Robin holding some dishes he was about to pick up.

"I am as long as I am in your presence, my immaculate Robin-chwan! What are you doing here anyway? A delicate flower like you shouldn't have to help with the dishes. Only oafs like that idiot marimo should."

"I don't mind. I wanted to talk to you anyway," Sanji's eyes turned to hearts with hope, "about Zoro." Robin finished.

All right, this chapter was pretty boring. No lemon. That'll be coming again though! Review, and tell me what you think. Or else! Not really, but I am desperate for reviews. I finally figured out how to check the hits on my stories, and I was disappointed that there were so many more hits than reviews. Oh well, just remember that I won't write another chapter until I get at least five reviews.