A.N. Maybe you heard, maybe you didn't but my muse is going a bit insane at the moment, so I'm sorry, but I don't know when I will update either of my main stories, I know what I need to write in them, but whenever I sit down to write properly pieces like this drabble come out… Nevertheless, I hope you guys enjoy this piece ^-^

Warnings: almost canon, ZoSan.

Words: 552

Summary: Sanji took a good reflection of his relationship with his nakama on the two year separation, but one realization shocked him the most…

"You know, I've been away for two years. That's a lot of time to be apart from everyone, but apparently that year we spend as a crew was the most important in my life, so I worked hard so I could be better, stronger, more reliable… I had a lot of time to think of everything that happened since I joined the crew…"

Sanji's eyes flicker towards his companion for a moment, but seeing no reaction from the swordsman the blond continues speaking. "I remembered my nakama and while thinking about shitty you I came to realization that our relationship was really weird. Why exactly do we have this rivalry? Is it because you have no manners? Because you're so cold to everything and I can't stand it? I pondered on that for quite a while, there really isn't a real reason for us to fight, so why do we? Is it simple alpha instincts that don't let us to get along? But Luffy is the captain so that shouldn't matter, so, I came to a quite crazy conclusion…"

Now it was Zoro stare barring into the smoking chef who was staring up into the cloudless sky with small, upturned smile on his face. "This's probably a total nonsense and I was definitely influenced by that crazy island I landed on, but for me it seems we have a bad case of sexual tension."

Silence stretches through the night as neither of the males say a thing. Little by little Sanji's face became pinker and pinker and Zoro continued to stare like he didn't hear the last sentence. Deciding it was enough Sanji stood up. "Okay, that was really dumb, sorry, I will leave you here, you can forget I ever said anything like this, or, I can give you a good beating in the morning once the ladies are up, you see I can't now, because they need their beauty sleep."

But before Sanji could walk away his hand is grabbed and he's pulled down straight into the swordsman's lap. Uncontrollable heat spreads through his cheeks as he tries to push away from the board chest, but strong hands keep him in place. "Stop squirming cook."

Sanji's movements stop instantly as he looks up at the one eyed man above him. Zoro is looking down at the blond, eyebrow arched as if he was watching something very amusing. "Stop messing with me!"

The green haired man grins then, he cups Sanji's chin with one hand. "You know, I think I have to agree with the sexual tension around us…"

Just as the blond is about to retort something insulting Sanji's brain has a short-circuit as Zoro's rough lips are pressed to his. They move, making him open up his mouth and close his eyes, because he's totally dreaming one of those weird, wet dreams about Zoro and he could never be in situation like this because it's too freaking surreal. A moment later Sanji is roughly trying to breath in and realize that this was definitely not a dream and that Zoro, the most annoying person on the ship he just can't stop thinking about, actually kissed him.

At that exact moment Sanji realizes he and Zoro are too much alike not to think about their relationship in the same way.