CHAPTER TWO

A/N: So, still introducing characters, don't get bored with me!
Will Sanji stand up to Zoro? Will it end well? WHAT WILL HAPPEN? I'm not sure myself, the story kind of writing itself sooo…

SANJI'S POV

As I woke up, the green headed bastard of a roommate I had was already in the shower. I quickly got up, but on my best pair of light blue jeans, and a yellow t-shirt, grabbed my bag, and got out of the room. Phew, I was able to avoid him, at least for now. Yesterday had been quite awkward really; I don't know what to think of it. He was all grabby and was kissing my neck and ear, and seemed like he tried to get me horny or something. Why was he always doing that? I don't know if he is trying to hit on my, or just bugging me. Fuck, I hate not knowing what to think.

As I got to first class, the first thing I spotted was the teacher. He was seriously HUGE. He was sitting by his desk, smoking a cigar, as he spotted me. "Oh, you must be the new guy. EVERYONE, say hi to Sanji. I'm the math teacher, you can call me Smoker. " He said, with a non-caring, but ordering voice. "Sanji, you go sit over by Luffy." I looked over the classroom, and spotted a skinny, black haired gut, in a red hoodie waving at me and grinning like some idiot. I walked up to him, and sat down next to him "Hi there, Blondie! I'm Monkey D. Luffy! I've been ordered to show you around the school after this class!" He seemed very nice, but way too happy-go-lucky for me. When the teacher handed out some work sheets, a curly-headed boy with a long nose, and a sweet girl with light blue hair came over and sat down with me and Luffy. "Hello Sanji. I'm Vivi Nefertari, and this is Usopp!" she said with an extremely sweet voice, I think I'm going to like this girl. We sat the whole class discussing all the math problems. Or mostly, I gave everyone the answers, because math is the class, next to home economics, is the class where I really shine. I've always been good with hand work, and math is basically just logic thinking.

After the class, Luffy started showing me around the school. When we were walking over a big field, heading for the gym hall, I spotted Zoro on the over by a tree. "Oh, and the greenhead over there is the schools most popular kid, but I don't really like him. He's so superficial, and thinks he is better than everyone, and can do all he wants, with anyone he wants." He whispered to me, making sure he couldn't hear him. Shit, Zoro is walking over here. He walked up to us, and stood in front of me. "Ey, Greenie, what do you want?" Luffy almost barked at him. "Oh, shut up, Scarface!" Zoro snapped back, as he leant against me, and pecked my cheek, and when he walked away, he grabbed my ass. "Okay, Sanji, do you want to tell me what that was about?" Shit, what am I going to tell him? What will he say when I didn't pull away? Why did I not pull away actually? It not like I like it, I think… "Well, Zoro is my roommate and he really like bugging me. I think at least that's why…" Luffy looked like he was about to blow his own head of in agony. "Any you just stand there and take it? Why don't you punch him or something?" Me? Punching THE Roronoa Zoro? Is he out of his mind? I've always been the shy guy everywhere I was, never really spoken my mind or shit like that… And besides, even if just does it to bug me, I kind of like it, in a twisted, fucked up way. But never if I'm going to tell him, I will just let him keep it up, it's nice. "Well, if I punch him, he will be sure I hate it, and just keep it up, so I'm just pretending it's not happening." That was the best excuse I could come up with, actually.

When we got to the gymnastics hall, Luffy left me, and went to his class. As I walk into the locker-room, I understood I was early for class, because the only thing I saw was my dear roommate leaning his back against a locker, arms crossed. "So, how do you know that Scarface?" he said, with a mild, but an undertone of madness could be heard. "I got to know him in first period, and he was ordered to show me around school. And besides, that none of your business, Marimo!" okay, that last part maybe wasn't really necessary, but I wanted to seem smart, I don't want to just be cute. "Marimo, you say? What in the world is that? And I know it's not my business, I'm just trying to be nice and make a conversation." Hah, Zoro is trying to be nice. Yeah, right. "Well, Marimo is a green algae growing mostly in Japan and it's just a little green ball. You remind me of one. And you suck at being nice, by the way." What he did next almost sent me in a shock. He was undressing himself, and he was now standing there, right in front of me, with his stuff just dangling around. He walked around be, stood behind me, and put his hands around my wait, resting them inside the edge of my boxers. "So, foxy, do you like what you see?" He softly whispered in my ear, and started placing kisses on the rim of my neck. My fucking god that felt good. "It's okay sexy, you don't have to answer me, your manhood is giving me all the response I need." I quickly tilted my head down, seeing that there was now a big bulge in my pants. Maybe I was enjoying this even more than I thought I was. As he started nibbling my earlobe, we heard some talking outside, and he got away from me, and went to his locker and got on his basket uniform. If I may say so, he looked gorgeous in it. Fuck, I can't be falling for him, my last relationship was totally fucked up, and I'm really not ready to trust anyone yet.

When we all got out in the hall, I saw the teacher. He was big and muscular, with shiny, black hair, combed back. This teacher was also smoking a cigar, is it a sale somewhere or something? As I got closer I noticed he had a big scar on his forehead that looked pretty serious to me. "OKAI, EVERYONE GATHER UP! Today, we are so lucky to have the captain of the Basketball team here, so he will be leading today's class! Zoro, do your thing." Wait, the school has a basketball team? And Zoro is the captain? Well, that could explain those huge monsters he had on his body, which normal people would define as muscles. And why he worked out so much. I had already seen him jogging around campus, and it's just the second day here. Well, Zoro as a gym teacher, this can be interesting.

He had all of us lined up, and facing towards him, while walking back and forwards along the line and blabbering something about teamwork and strength and all that. "ALL OF YOU down and give me twenty! Except my little fox, he will be doing thirty." He said with the scariest grin towards me that I have ever seen. I figured it's my time to be in control for a bit now, so I walked over to him, and put my mouth to his ear "Aww, come on baby, you don't want to have your little toy all tired before the evening, do you? I thought we were going to have some fun?" I whispered seductively in his ear, and you could almost see the chills down his spine. "Ehehe, little Foxy here is going to sit out on the warm-ups and strength exercises today, and only join when we are playing basketball, okay gang?" Hah, I'm in control, I like this feeling. But on the other side, I have this strong feeling saying that this is going to backfire. Hard.

The rest of the class went really good, I was on the opposite team as Zoro, so he didn't go all in. I actually think he's not doing all this to just bug me. Or maybe he was just easing of so he wouldn't scare away his new victim, what do I know. But now we were heading for the locker-room, and if I was left alone with the Marimo, let's just say that won't be nice. But today I was lucky, for now at least. I just got in the shower as everyone else did, the most bugging I got was a few looks and teasing grins from him. As I got to the locker, and started getting dressed, Zoro got out of the shower, with the towel just hanging around his neck. He really liked showing himself off, huh. And as expected, when he passed me, he groped my ass. I am so fucking confused by him, is he into me, or is he bugging me? God, I hate, and love, this.

My last class was with Luffy, and it was good getting away from the mental terror from Zoro. After class, we went to Luffys dorm-room to have a game of Halo 3. As we stepped in, Usopp was sitting by his desk, doing homework. "Hey Sanji! Come here and help me with my math, smarty!" after helping Usopp a bit, we all sat down and grabbed each our controller, starting the game. All of a sudden, the clock was eleven, and I figured it was time to get to my room. After all, I needed to do my own math homework.

I got into the dorm, and settled down at my desk. Luckily for me, Zoro was sitting in his bed, by the computer, with music in his ears, and looked like he didn't have any plans do change that. I didn't even get a hello as I walked in. I was sitting with music in my ears, almost done with my math, when I felt something breathing me in my neck. I almost jumped out of my chair, and dragged my headset of. I should have expected it, but since I was so focused on what I was doing, I didn't think about it. As I turned around, I spotted Zoro rolling on the floor in laughter, and he was almost struggling to breathe, with his hands on his stomach. If I was that funny to scare, I guess he got a new thing to agonize me with now. Fuck. I just shot him an evil glare, and paced up my stuff. Surprisingly, he just walked over, and sat down on the edge of his bed, and lit a smoke. I decided to get to bed, before he was able to get close to me. I got over to my closet, dragged of all my clothes, except my boxers. As I was looking though the closet, I felt two arms sneaking around my waist, and a warm body against my back. He put his head down on my shoulder, and just stood there. No groping anything, no kisses and no talking, he just stood there, holding me close. As I looked down, I noticed he was holding a black worn-out t-shirt in his hand. As his grip loosed, and his hands disappeared from my waist, he just put the t-shirt over my shoulder and got into my bed. I turned around and gave him a questioning look. "I guessed you were looking for a t-shirt, so I found one of mine you can loan. And this bed is softer." I didn't ask any more questions, so I just put the t-shirt on and walk towards his bed, since mine was occupied. He gave me the cutest puppy eyes, and lifted the carpet. He wanted me to lay down with him, and I am figuring that there is definitively some back-thought behind this. But how could I say no to those adorable puppy-eyes? He was one of the cutest things ever. I just walked over to my bed, and laid down under the blanket awkwardly, trying not to touch him. We just laid like that for a bit, before, he sneaked his hand under my back, and dragged me close, so I was now laying with my head on his shoulder, and his arms securely around me. This was kind of nice. But why didn't he do something sexually? That was like his trade mark, or something. But you know, it's true what they say 'Speak of the devil, and the devil shall arrive.' Because as I thought that thought, his hand slides down to my ass, grabbed a good hold.

"You owe me one, you know"

"For what do I owe you?" I asked curiously.

"I went so easy on you during basketball, I could have seriously humiliated you and your team, you know."

Well, that true, but I didn't ask him for it either. "I guess, but let's spare that one for later, okay Marimo?"

He didn't look so pleased, but he just placed a kin on my head, and mumbled a low 'fine' as he walked over to his own bed. I'm not sure if I wanted him to leave or not, because now by bed felt so lonely, but I can't use him for a stupid reason like that, it would have been terribly done of me. Just because I've been badly used in the past, doesn't mean I find it okay to do it to someone else.

"Goodnight foxy!"

"Sleep tight, Greenie."