Disclaimer : I don't own One Piece or any of it's characters.
A/N: Sorry about the long ass wait everyone!~ I was going through some stuff, and I needed time :D
Air was impossible to inhale as Gin struggled to pull off the taught leash that was wrapped around his thick throat. This had always been a possibility to the man, he knew that the blonde wouldn't take all of this with an easy-heart, but it was still unacceptable for him to attack him after everything he had done for the teen.
He was helping Sanji, and giving him everything he could possibly want in life, and this was how he was treated in turn? All he wanted to make the cook happy! He growled under his breath at the thought as he clenched his eyes shut and pulled a pocket knife out of his jeans, cutting the strap in one quick motion before turning on the hurting and angry blonde.
His eyes briefly locked on the others damaged hand, mind racing on how the teen could do something like that to himself simply for the goal of getting out of here. He would hurt his precious hands... to get away from Gin...?
"Fucker!" Sanji yelled out, snapping the other out of his stupor as he aimed a kick at his skull. Well, if this is how he was going to act then the elder man had no choice but to retaliate. Gin didn't think twice as he grabbed the others lean leg and in one quick arm thrust, snapped the bone of his shin in two. "AHHHH!"
The criminal felt a deep pain in his chest at causing the other pain yet again, but he knew that it was the only way. If he was going to make the cook his and his alone, then he would need to immobilize him. If anything, to save him from himself. So with that thought in mind the broader man pushed the pain of the other into the back of his mind before grabbing his other flailing leg and snapping that one as well, clenching his eyes shut at the sobbing wales that echoed from his love.
It was a tough decision, but one that needed to be made, Gin convinced himself as he turned on his heel and left the room. He didn't wish for the other to see the tears that had built up in his eyes after all, and refused to show any form of weakness in front of one the one he cherished.
Sanji on the other hand couldn't breath as he pulled his broken and bloody legs close to his chest, hugging them with delicate and burning palms as if to lessen the tension. It was to no avail however, if anything it only increased the pain that was coursing through his veins due to the small movement.
So instead he decided to just lay on the bed, letting his sobbing face mush messily into the pillow below him and allowing his tears to soak the fabric as his breathing got thinner. But he didn't care, because even though every inch of his being screamed in agonizing pain, the hurt that the cook was feeling in his heart was far worse.
He messed up.
The blonde bit into the pillow, tears still flowing as his mind raced. He failed to over-power the man, he failed to escape, and in doing so he damaged his hand and ultimately the only weapons he had.
Now he was nothing more than a puppet, one to be used whenever Gin felt like it and he could do nothing to retaliate. All because he was stupid... Stupid, stupid, stupid!
With each insult he proclaimed to himself he smacked his broken hand into the bed, the plush surface softening the blow but still not stopping the force of which he was damaging himself. But at the moment, as he lay on the soiled bed, blood leaking out from the bottom of his pant leg, he felt as though he deserved it.
Because no one was looking for him. And now the only person who could actually do something about his capture was useless. Useless and in pain and sobbing and just wanting himself to be wrong... He prayed that someone, anyone, was looking for him.
Hell, his worst enemy could get him out of here and he would probably kiss him on the spot.
Zoro sighed lightly as he stared up at the run down and piss smelling apartment in front of him. It was roughly 5 stories high, small compared to most, and was apparently abandoned. Had been for the past 3 years according to Google, Zoro thought with a blank stare as he stared down at his phone, confirming with his GPS that he was in the right location as to what Smoker had specified.
He was. Without a doubt he was in the proper spot but that only served to confuse the swordsman as he stared up at the broken windows and cracked bricks. It made sense for Gin to take shelter in an abandoned house, it was a classic movie move that almost made Zoro want to turn on his heel to go and get Usopp. He was a master in movies like these after all, but the muscled man knew that he couldn't turn back. Not even if he wanted to.
"-AHHHHHH!" The teen jumped up and stared with wide brown eyes at the building, focusing his ears on where the sound had erupted from. Because the source of the shout was without a doubt the cook, and that only meant that he was being hurt.
Enough to make him scream no less, Zoro thought with gritted teeth and slanted eyes as he began to climb up the fire exit's ladder, not wanting to bust in the front doors and risk more damage to the blonde. Sanji was tough in Zoro's opinion, which meant a lot to be honest, and pain was nothing unknown to the man. He could take a punch to the teeth and come back kicking with a wide and bloody smile.
He actually did the other day.
The swordsman stopped for a moment at the thought, the blonde in a tight button up shirt and black skinny jeans, kicking his ass and smiling all the while.
It was breathtaking, even in his blotchy memory. And the thoughts just fueled a desire in the teen that he needed to force to the side in fear of popping a boner. He wasn't about to kick this guys ass while sporting a chub.
He shook his head and continued climbing, stealthily checking out each window as he did so, eyes looking for any trace of life in the run down complex's dirty apartments. Eventually however he paused, eyes locked on a large common area with a television and couch place around the walls. This must be it, he thought with a frown. It was the only room with anything in it after all.
The broad teen made a surprisingly quiet entry considering his large size as he slowly opened up the already unlocked window. This guy was sloppy, Zoro mumbled to himself as he slipped into the house, pausing only to listen to creaking against the ground which made him in turn run to the closest spot for shelter.
Too bad it happened to be the bathroom. The grass haired man sighed gently as he pressed his ear against the door, praying this guy didn't have to take a piss before hopefully leaving the house. He heard about how strong he was after all from Smoker and other sources, so if he could avoid a fight for now then that would be the safest choice for Sanji, who was more than likely in no condition to fight along side him.
But it wasn't like he wasn't going to beat the man senseless once he got the cook to safety. Because that was at the top of his priority list.
He held his ear against the door in silence, listening to the retreating footsteps and then the harshly shut door. He was gone, Zoro thought with a firm frown as he slowly opened the bathroom door, looking back and forth quickly as to verify that he wasn't about to get jumped before he exited the room and began searching for the cook.
It didn't take long to do so, as the thinner teens sobs filled the house and led the swordsman right to his room. He took in a small inhale, mentally preparing himself for whatever awaited him on the other side, before smacking the door open and charging in, stopping in the center of the room with his hand clenched around his sword.
"...Zoro?" The man in question stopped breathing for a moment as he looked at the figure on the bed.
Sanji's red eyes were wide in shock, tears still pouring from the beautiful blues as he stared at the intruder. His hair was matted with drying blood that concerned Zoro of a head injury, but he dismissed it when he noticed the damage done to the others hand and legs. There was red everywhere and Zoro had never in his life wanted to kill someone more than he did at this very moment.
How dare anyone touch the fucking cook!? Let alone hurt him to this extent! He inhaled sharply as the blonde blinked and wiped his eyes with his good hand, smearing some blood across his cheek and not doing much to dry his stained cheeks.
"What the fuck took you so long, asshat?!" The blonde yelled, snapping Zoro out of his thoughts and directing his attention back to the issue at hand. At the same time however, he couldn't help but grin.
Even in peril the cook still talked like that... God, Zoro was in love.
"Not my fault your dumbass got kidnapped in the first place." Zoro stated with a small grin as he walked over to the bed and un-clipped the blondes collar. He saw that the leash was broken, but doubted that the teen wanted to stay in the tight article for any longer. After that he looked down, trying to assess what to do in this situation without further damage to the blonde.
"Is it just you?" Sanji's raspy voice asked as he tried to sit up on shaking arms. Zoro helped him by supporting his back.
"Yep."
"Well then I'm fucked." The blonde mumbled as the other glared at him.
"You're lucky you're already hurt, shit-cook." The tanned teen grounded out, making the blonde laugh and then cough in pain from the action.
"Heh. You couldn't hurt me on my worst day-OW!" Sanji frowned and glared at the man as he nursed his stinging ear. Zoro grinned and chuckled as he brought back his hand back. "Did you really just flick my ear, moss-head?"
"Yep. Now shush, I need to call Smoker."
"You do that. I'll just lay here and die." Zoro glared at the other for the comment but Sanji simply put his uninjured hand up in a surrendering motion before gesturing for him to make the call.
He do so without question, knowing that with the cook like this he wouldn't be able to carry him out. He would need an ambulance, and hopefully the cops could get here before Gin came back. He dialed in the number and held the phone against his ear, waiting for the man to pick up and muttering under his breath about slow cops as each ring assaulted his ear.
"ZORO!" The swordsman didn't have a moment to react as the blonde shouted on the bed, eyes wide in fear before something slammed into the back of his skull, knocking him out immediately and making his body flop onto the bed next to the cook, who was hyperventilating as the attacker walked up to him and quickly threw Zoro off of the bed, making Sanji attempt to go over to the man and make sure he wasn't dead, but was stopped as a hand gently but firmly grabbed his forearm.
"I'm so sorry, my love. That man was going to hurt you wasn't her?! But it's OK now, he won't touch you... No one but me will ever get to feel this succulent skin under their fingers..." Gin stated in a much too calm tone as he gently ran the back of his knuckles down Sanji's shaking and newly tear stained face.
"You f-fuck! Get away from me! Don't fucking t-touch Zoro again!" Sanji yelled in a panic as he comprehended just what the man was intending to do to the swordsman.
"...Why?"
"Because I like him you asshole! Itai..." Sanji wept as Gin clenched his hand tighter around his arm.
"You... Like him?" Gin asked softly, face voice portraying calm but his features showed how pissed off the man truly was.
"I...I..." Sanji hiccuped as the man cut off his circulation. "Stop... Gin..."
"I've done so much for you... I love you, but you want to just discard me for him?!" Gin's voice raised with each word as he shook the cook and gestured to the man on the ground. "After everything I've done for you!?"
"You haven't done a-anything for me!" Sanji screamed, sanity finally snapped as the man stared down at him. "You're a murderer and a kidnapper and a fucking asshole! I never want, nor have I ever wanted anything to do with you!"
There was silence in the room for what felt like hours as Sanji panted and slowly began to realize what he had just said and who he just said it too. He gulped and sniffed lightly as the man let go of his arm and stood up. He stayed silent for a moment as he walked out of the room, leaving Sanji confused and scared before he snapped out of it and dragged his body over to the side of the bed, gasping and gritting his teeth in pain as he leaned on his good arm and looked down at Zoro.
There was a bit of blood leaking out from the back of his skull, but the rise and fall of his chest showed that he was still alive. Sanji sniffed, praying that he wasn't too injured before his attention was drawn to the object next to the teens hand. The phone!
The cook quickly face planted onto the bed to free his useable hand and reached for the phone, quickly pressing it against his ear and praying that someone was already on the other side. "H-Hello?"
"Hello?! Who is this?" A deep voice that Sanji semi-recognized from the party yelled in concern.
"S-Sanji-" He paused to cough and wipe away the string of blood that escaped his lips before putting the phone back to his ear. "Sanji Blackleg... I need help... Zoro-urk-Zoro's been hurt... He's bleedin..."
Sanji shook his head as his vision grew spotty and hazy, reminding him that he had lost and was continuing to lose too much blood.
"Where are you's right now?" Smoker asked in concern as he heard how slurred the young teens voice was getting.
"I-I don't know... I don't..." Sanji sniffed once more as his eyes began to droop. "Please help him... I'm sorry... God, I-I can't fight back... M'not gonna make it..."
"Yes you will! You'll be fine, Sanji. Just stay on the line we are tracking you now. Keep breathing and stay awake, do you hear me?" Sanji nodded softly, not even realizing that the other man wouldn't notice before he heard the door to his room creak back open.
"Oh god.. No, he's back..." Sanji sobbed loudly as he burrowed his face into the bed.
"Who is back?! Sanji stay with me!" He could hear the panic in the older man's voice as Gin walked back into the room, only to run to the blonde when he noticed what he had in his hands.
"OW-No!" Sanji yelled as Gin grabbed the cellphone with one hand and gripped his hair with the other. He then proceeded to hang up the device and crush it under his foot before glaring down at the half-unconscious teen.
"Sanji... I'm sorry.. But I need you to understand that everything that I'm doing, I'm doing for you. You will be mine. Wether you want it or not."
The blonde could do nothing to retort as his eyes finally fluttered shut, and the world became a blank slate of nothing around him. His final thought before passing out was how he hoped Zoro would be alright...
Gin sighed for what felt like the hundredth time that day as he looked down at the two teens. He knew that someone would eventually come for Sanji, but he wasn't expecting this. The cops yes, but not some beefy teenager who his Sanji apparently liked.
It was... Hurtful, if the man were to be honest. But at the same time he knew that Sanji was young. He didn't know any better.
But he would. After he made the cook his, then the teen would realize just who loved him. And that gorilla of a man on the floor will watch as he takes Sanji for his own, and then they would all understand that the blonde belonged to him. And no one fucking else.
But first, they would need a change in scenery. There was no way the man was risking someone tracking that phone and finding them. No one was going to take Sanji away from him, especially after everything he has gone through to get to this point. And if they did well...
Let's just say that they don't call him a 'demon' for nothing.
Tbc.