Disclaimer : I don't own One Piece or any of it's characters.

A / N : OK, so I know it has been awhile since I posted the previous chapter, and that's cause I've realized that this story is poorly written. Sooo I still want to finish it, but it might end a little abruptly.

Sanji came too wakefulness slowly and painfully as his head rung out in pure agony, almost as if a truck had collided with his skull. Now that he mentioned it however, the blonde drowsily opened his eyes as he noticed his skull wasn't the only thing ringing in pain.

His legs, arms, neck and basically every part of the thin body felt like it was on fire. But his mind was completely blank as to why he was feeling this way... He strained his eyes in the dark room and fought with his subconscious to remember what transpired the night before, only to come up blank as his skull began to ring from the pressure he was applying to himself.

"Cook?!" The blue eyes shot open in shock as a deep and raspy voice called out to him. He attempted to look for the source of the call, but it was useless as it felt like his head was glued to the comfy surface below him.

"H-He...llo?" Sanji spoke softly before coughing gently. It seemed to relieve the other occupant of the room as he sighed loudly and placed an unseen hand on his chest, making a clinking noise explode in the room as the cuffs around his wrists moved.

"Oh jesus.. I thought you were dead." The blonde was confused as he slowly continued to take in what was happening.

"Wha...?"

"Are you alright?" The other, still unknown to Sanji man asked softly as the blonde in question clenched his teeth. Even talking was hurting the poor teen as he tried his hardest to focus on how soft the bed below him was.

"No... No...I'm um... Where are we..? Who are you..?"

"Shit, you must of hit your head... It's Zoro."

"Oh! Moss-head... Why the hell are you-" The blonde stopped himself as he remembered exactly what had occurred prior to him passing out. That fucking bastard, Gin! Not only did the fuck break his legs, arms and overall pride, but he had to drag Zoro into this shitty mess as well. "Shit... Are you alright?"

"I'm fine, dumbass. Now answer my question." Zoro grumbled as he shuffled himself. He appeared to be tied down to a chair with his hands attached to the arm rests by some loose handcuffs that allowed his hands to reach his chin. It was an odd set up, but the swordsman didn't have the room to argue it as his concern for the cook flooded over.

"I'm... I think I'm dying..." Sanji spoke honestly as he rolled his head to the side towards the direction of his friends voice. "Everything hurts..."

"Fuck... I've tried to break free but these cuffs are strong. Are you tied down?" Zoro asked, although he already knew that the blonde wouldn't be able to move whether he was strapped down or not.

"I don't t-think so." Sanji groaned gently as he attempted to move his limbs, but it hurt way too much and the end game wasn't worth it in his opinion so he decided to just stop. "Can't tell..."

"That's fine, try not to move, dumbass. Wouldn't want you to get any more injured, now do you have any idea where we are?" Zoro asked as he squinted into the dark. It was impossible to tell where they were or what they were strapped too, but what was even worse was that his phone and swords were gone, leaving him feeling rather naked in the dark room.

"No, but I doubt we moved very far from the room. He wouldn't be able to get us both out without anyone noticing... Right?"

"You'd think but we can't be too sure. Didn't that room have a window?"

"Ya... Ugh, but it had curtains..." Sanji began to mumble as he stared out into nothing. Zoro grunted in concern.

"Oi! Stay awake, cook."

"Mgh... Fine... You think anyone's looking for us?" Zoro cocked an eye in confusion.

"Of course they are. The entire police force was looking for you before, as well as your father and friends."

"Humm. That's good, hopefully they find you...Ugh..."

"They'll find us BOTH, idiot. Now shut your mouth unless you wanna start talking positively."

"Pfft... Wow, of course I had to be stuck here with a plant who's mouth could peel paint." Sanji joked gently as Zoro rolled his eyes.

"That's coming from you, sailor mouth." The two were silent for a moment after that, which concerned Zoro as the blonde wasn't one to back down from any form of insult, and Sanji because the lack of noise was urging him to fall back asleep. "Hey... Do you hear that?"

The two strained their ears as they heard the quite sound of a door clicking open and then shut, with footsteps following shortly after that seemed to get louder and louder, as if the person in question was walking towards their room.

"Shit... Play dead, cook. He might not touch you if he thinks you're still sleeping." Zoro whispered harshly as Sanji made a small noise of agreement, only to hault as he realized closing his eyes would definitely mean his slumber.

"Can't... M'tired, Zoro." Concern rose as the cook spoke the others name, something they hadn't done since their first meeting.

Before Zoro could respond the door swung open, exploding a beam of light into the room that blinded the two. Their eyes took a few moments to adjust and once they did they wished that they hadn't. They definitely weren't in the run down building anymore, but instead it looked like they were in a small and very new looking room with no windows and only a single door adorning the wall. Gin turned the light on as the two adjusted, not saying a word as he stepped up to the large plush bed that Sanji was laying back on.

Zoro grumbled as he blinked harshly. Once his eyes were attuned to the sudden brightness he had to prevent himself from gasping in shock at the sight of his friend. Sanji was covered hips to toe in red stained bandages, with just his bright pink underwear and white gauze hiding his shame as he lay on top of a blue blanket.

Sanji on the other hand was more concerned about the blood that slowly ran down the side of the buffer teens face, which was neglected when Gin decided to bandage the teen up. Head injuries were life threatening if not treated properly, so it was very surprising how the teen still managed to stay awake.

"Good afternoon, my dear. And guest." Gin spoke calmly as he sat next to the blonde and began looking his injuries over. "I'll have to change your bandages, love."

"F-Fuck off..." Sanji grit his teeth as the other ignored him, and instead set a hidden bag next to him that had a large medical plus mark stitched into the side. He then proceeded to pull out several clean gauze and bandages as well as some clothes and rubbing alcohol.

"This will sting, but I promise it will be over soon." The elder man said as he began to cut away at the white wrapping on the cooks left leg.

"Tch... Don't fucking touch me you freak!" Sanji shouted and in an act of thoughtlessness, tried to swing at the man with his other leg. Gin grabbed the appendage in a gently hand as Sanji shook all over and began to sweat, the strain from simply keeping his foot in the air was far greater than he would of thought, and even as he struggled to put it down, Gin only raised it higher. "Mgh!"

"Calm yourself. I understand that you must be hurting, and wanting your revenge for what I did too you, but that will have to wait. At least until the numbing serum wears off." Zoro clicked his tongue at the statement. So that was why the cook was unable to move his arms. Granted, the one was badly damaged, but it wouldn't of effected his other hand. "Which won't be for... Another 3 hours."

"W-Where are we?" The cook asked in anger as the man re-wrapped his hurt limbs and set his leg back down. He didn't even want to look down at the damage as the wrappings came off. 'Numbed' his ass. He hurt all fucking over.

"On our boat. The one that we are going to use to sail around the world and find All Blue..." Gin said in a distracted tone as he cleaned the wounds.

"W-What?!" Sanji yelled only to have a coughing fit at the sudden shout. Gin sighed and pulled a water bottle out of the bag, he unscrewed the top and began to lean it into the cooks mouth.

"Open."

"Fuck y-" The blonde was cut off as water began to swarm his mouth, clogging his throat and making him splutter in an attempt to swallow the crisp liquid. "Ack-Stmm!"

"You need to learn to listen." Gin growled out as he grabbed the cooks chin in a harsh grip and poured more water into the forced open mouth with the other hand. Sanji's eyes began to tear up as he struggled to swallow and prevent the water from going up his nose.

"Stop fucking touching him!" Zoro finally broke in. His anger began to bubble over the second the man touched the blonde. This was too much, and very unnecessary as the blonde was already incapable of movement.

"...Excuse me?" Gin raised the bottle as he looked over at Zoro, allowing Sanji to swallow and regain his breath. "I can touch him all I want. He's mine after all."

"Like hell he is, you psychopath!" The swordsman glared into the other mans dead looking eyes as he listened to the cooks heavy breathing.

Gin sighed as he re-capped the bottle and finished wrapped the now silent and panting cooks legs. Zoro was a little unnerved by the silence but he too remained quite as the man finished and then put everything back inside the medical bag.

"Sanji, love? Have you slept with this man?" The blonde blushed at the abrupt question, Gin took the response as a yes and sighed once more as he set the bag back onto the floor. "So... you have."

"N-No! I haven't, why the fuck is it even any of your business?!"

"Because you're mine. How many time do I have to say that?" The outlaw asked as if he was bored of repeating himself. "No man but me is allowed to touch you."

"I'm not yo-" The blonde was stopped yet again as Gin clenched a hand over his mouth.

"Shhh. We don't want to say anything we'll regret do we?" He cooed gently in contrast to the fierce grip that held the blondes mouth shut. Sanji groaned softly as his teeth clenched together painfully, but otherwise remained silent as he was degraded in front of Zoro. He honestly felt the need to kill himself as a tear threatened to sneak past his lid at the humiliation.

"Let go of him! Jesus, what the hell is wrong with you?!" Zoro shouted through grit teeth as he watched the blondes pain contort in pain.

"Ugh. You are getting annoying." Gin mumbled out as he let go of the blonde and stood back up. He seemed to think something over for a moment before turning on his heel. "I'll go grab you some food, darling. You're going to need your strength tonight after all."

After that he exited the room and closed the door back shut, being sure to keep the light on as he did so. "W-What's that supposed to mean?"

"..." Zoro was silent as he seethed and tested the strength of his bonds once again. It was pointless at this point, that he knew, but he wasn't as naive as the cook apparently was. He knew exactly what that sick fuck had in mind for the poor blonde, and like hell he was going to just sit back and allow it.

"Mgh..." Sanji groaned once again as he too attempted to move, he got as far as a finger wiggle before the strain was too much and made him give up. "Hey... You think we're gonna die here?"

"No. We aren't dumbass." The swordsman responded in a growl as Sanji chuckled.

"How the hell can you be so sure...?" He asked with an unseen cocked eyebrow. "This fuck is insane... He broke my goddamn legs while pretending that I was at fault, he's unpredictable."

"Jesus..." Zoro had already knew that Gin had broken the teens legs, it was obvious that he would never do it to himself, but at the same time his stomach couldn't help but turn at the thought. How the hell could someone claiming to love the blonde do something so heinous to him. He had half a mind to ask about his hand but refrained from doing so as to prevent any further heartache, he knew how the blonde felt about his hands and how well he took care of them so he doubted he wanted to speak about it. "Do..." He licked his dry lips, thinking about what to say next. "Do you think my call got through?"

"Your... Call?" Sanji asked softly as his eyebrows creased together in confusion.

"Remember when I found you? I called the police, do you think the call got through?"

"Oh! Ya... It did, I talked to someone for a minute... Can't remember what was said though."

"A minute? Then it was definitely traced. Too bad he changed our location..." Zoro grumbled as his wrists began to bleed from the force he was applying to the cuffs. "How many injuries do you have?"

"I dunno..." The blonde hissed as he turned his head back to look at the other teen. "Everything hurts... Why did you..."

He stopped himself mid-sentence to bite his bottom lip and look back up at the ceiling.

"What?" Zoro asked in confusion as Sanji let out a long sigh.

"Why did you come to get me...? I thought you hated me..." Sanji finally asked, turning his head once again to look at the swordsman who blushed lightly as he tsked and looked away from the bright blue eyes.

"I don't hate you, dumbass. I came to find you because I... I knew you would never be able to get yourself out of this mess. Useless cook." The teen lied as he stopped straining his arms and simply let them rest at his sides.

"Up yours! I don't need your help asshole!" The blonde felt a vein pop in anger as he struggled to sit himself up.

"Then why the hell are you still here?" Zoro taunted back as he continued to look away.

"You talk big for a guy strapped to a fucking chair!"

"I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you!"

"Then why did you bother coming alone?! What kind of dumba-" He stopped himself mid-sentence as he slipped on his elbow and cried out in pain as he landed back onto the bed. Zoro looked over at him in shock and sighed lightly in guilt as he watched the cook struggle to calm down.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean that. I came because your my friend, Sanji. I came alone because the police were being too slow and I had a lead." Zoro spoke softly and quickly as the cook calmed himself down.

"But-" He couldn't continue as the door to their room swung back open and Gin walked in with a large tray in his hands.

"Sorry for the wait, I made you some ramen and cake. I'm not a good cook by any means, especially not compared to you, but these were pretty simple." The criminal explained without prior prompt as he slowly moved to the bed and placed the tray on a little table to their right. He then proceeded to pull a whimpering Sanji into a sitting position and made him lean against the pillows that were piled up against the wall.

"Kkh...Mgh..." The blonde panted as his weak and injured body was moved. He didn't voice the pain but it was impossible to keep the noises of complain contained as the larger body moved him without thought.

"Alright, now let's get something in your stomach," The man smiled gently as he grabbed the noodles and chopsticks and swirled the noodles onto the sticks before holding it up to the blondes closed lips.

"Fuck off..." The blonde muttered, being sure to keep his mouth closed enough to not allow any food to pass through. The man could of poisoned it for all he knew.

"Sanji. I am not doing this. Now open your mouth." Gin stated as the blonde simply glared at the man in anger. He remained silent as Gin sighed once more and placed the noodles back into the bowl before setting the bowl onto the tray. His silence unnerved the two teenagers but they didn't wish to risk speaking as the man reached into one of the little tables drawers.

The silence persisted as he rummaged through the drawer only to conceal what he finally pulled out behind his hand. Sanji didn't have to wait long to find out what it was as a cool and leathery collar was strapped around his neck. Shortly after his body convulsed in pain as electricity shot out of the device and made the blonde scream out in surprise and pain.

"AHHHH!" He shouted as his weak arms attempted to reach up and pry the collar off. Gin simply stared down at him for a few more moments before turning it off and picking up the bowl once again.

"Now, let's try this again, love." He said as he picked up some more noodles and held them in front of the panting blonde who, with tearing eyes, opened his mouth to allow the noodles entry. Gin finally smiled as he cooed at the obedient blonde. "There we are."

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Zoro asked in a surprisingly calm voice as he watched the interaction. "How can you dare say that you love him when you constantly abuse him?"

"Hmm.. He needs to learn. And I'd advise that you stay quite. You wouldn't want to limit your time alive, now would you?" Gin asked as his attention stayed planted on the blonde who was silently chewing the overcooked noodles. "Aw, dear."He wiped some broth off of the blondes chin before feeding him some more. He took breaks in order to give the blonde some orangish juice but eventually the bowl was empty however and the raven haired man moved onto the white frosted angle food cake.

The eldest man bit his lip as he fed the teen the pastry, obviously finding great joy in making the frosting smear against the blondes lips and cheeks.

"Mpgh..." Sanji choked as a forkful of the spongy food filled his sore throat. He struggled to swallow for a moment before Gin allowed him a sip of the juice. By the time they were finished with everything on the tray Sanji had a good amount of icing dripping from his face. He attempted to lick it off but was stopped as Gin's fingers forcefully entered his mouth and ran against his lips, smearing the white and thick froth as the brown eyes locked on his own fingers movements.

"God. You have no idea how sexy you are do you...?" The crook muttered, more to himself than anything as he ran his pointer finger over the soft lips. "I can't stop myself anymore..."

Sanji made a choked noise of confusion and pain as the man moved him down to lay on his back before crawling ontop of the thin form. He began to kiss the blondes cheeks and lips, cleaning off the frosting as he removed the collar. Once it was off of the purple bruised neck he began his assault on that as the blonde breathed harshly in fear.

"W-What the fuck are you doing?! Stop it!" He yelled as the man ran his hands up his soft white shirt and began playing with the pink nubs. "STOP!"

"Leave him alone!" Zoro yelled in panic as he watched Sanji tear up and struggle against the larger man. He struggled harder in the cuffs as Gin moved his hand over the blondes tight pink underwear, making the cook gasp in shock as his brain finally processed what was going on.

"N-No! STOP! PLEASE!" Memories of his past sexual experiences ran through his mind, scaring the crying blonde as he attempted to kick the man off with broken legs. "O-Oh god... Please, Gin!"

"Ya, keep talking... God your voice is amazing." Gin muttered in a breath as his mind raced. This was finally it. He would finally claim what was his after years of pining from afar. His dreams were nothing compared to the real thing, even if his dreams contained a more willing Sanji, but that would happen eventually... He just needed time.

"P-Please..." Sanji cried as looked as far away from Zoro as he could, causing his cheek to burrow into the soft pillow and drenching the fabric as his body shivered in fear.

Zoro could only watch with wide and anger filled eyes as Sanji's thin body was exposed with a raised shirt. His underwear were still on but a hand that was in the fabric stretched them out with each movement. The room was filled with Sanji's cries as he fought against the man, and Zoro feared the absolute worse until a small buzzing noise grew louder and louder.

It was a siren, one he recognized as being a police boat. And it was getting closer to them with each passing second.

Tbc.