Zoro walked into history class the next day, not quite sure how he should act around everyone, especially Sanji. Lately, he'd been trying to come up with ways to ensure that the blonde wouldn't pull off another stunt like he'd done the day before. So far, Zoro had come up with nothing.
"Hey Zoro. Come join us…" murmured Usopp, standing across the room with the usual group.
When Zoro looked around at everyone, he realized that everyone seemed to be on edge. Nami was averting her eyes and focusing on other things in the room. Usopp started biting his nails. Luffy, of course, was completely clueless and was smiling happily (Zoro wasn't too surprised by that).
After a long silence Zoro asked, "So, what's the problem?"
Usopp stopped biting his nails for a moment to respond. "Um, why don't you ask S-Sanji? He seems pretty mad about something."
Uh oh. Zoro had a feeling he knew what this situation was about. He swallowed, wondering if he should or shouldn't go to see if his hypothesis was correct. "Well, where exactly is Sanji?" he questioned, taking a quick glance around the room.
Usopp pointed over to a corner on the other side of the room. When he brought his attention to said corner, Zoro saw the blonde leaning against the wall, arms crossed and looking really pissed off. He also had a bandage over his nose.
'Whoops,' Zoro thought, feeling a little guilty, I didn't really intend to break his nose… Oh well. He got what he deserved, after what he did to me.' He turned back to the group, trying to ignore Sanji who was staring directly at him with a puzzling look on his face.
Without warning, Sanji suddenly pushed off from his position against the wall and began slowly walking towards Zoro and the others. He still had that weird look on his face, and, to be honest, it sort of scared Zoro. What was he going to do? Zoro's eyes bugged out; he looked around, frantically searching for something to defend himself. He couldn't find anything, though, and decided to just sit down and hope that for some reason, Sanji wouldn't notice him.
"Zoro."
'Crap.' Said person tensed up, knowing he had been seen. He stood up again and faced Sanji directly, trying to keep calm. "What is it?"
"Well…." Sanji awkwardly scratched the back of his head and shuffled his feet, glancing at the ground. He paused for a moment, as if trying to collect his thoughts. Then, surprisingly, he stated, "I-I'm sorry. For what happened."
This thoroughly shocked Zoro, who'd been expecting for Sanji to try and kiss him again or something, only this time in front of everyone. He was glad that that wasn't the blonde's intentions, but nevertheless was still angry for what he'd done. Really? Sorry? Of all the things that Sanji could have said to make things right between the two, he had to say sorry? That was just… no. That wasn't enough to make Zoro forgive what had been done.
"Sorry doesn't cut it," Zoro finally said coldly, turning away and heading over to his seat just as the bell rang.
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A few days passed by, and nothing changed much. Every time he saw Zoro nearby, Sanji would try to make amends. He'd said sorry countless times, written letters, given gifts, heck, he'd even given Zoro flowers. Flowers! Each time Zoro would try his best not to acknowledge what the blonde was doing for him. He knew Sanji liked him. He knew Sanji was trying to get him to like him. But Zoro was not the type that would be "wooed" like a girly teenager. He was a guy, dammit! He really needed more respect.
Walking down the hallways while heading to his next class, Zoro spotted a certain blonde haired, dartboard eyebrow heading towards him with that weird look on his face again.
Zoro sweat dropped. 'Ah crap, it's him again. I need to find a way to get him to leave me alone, this time for good…'
"Uh, Zoro? You okay there?" Nami asked sincerely, who was walking alongside Zoro.
'Nami… Nami… Nami… Wait a minute,' The moment she said that, something suddenly clicked in Zoro's mind. It was almost as if a lightbulb was going to pop up over his head.* He perked up, glad to finally have an idea that might actually work. 'That's it!'
He hastily grabbed the red-head's hand, and in surprise, her eyes met Zoro's, showing a cross between confusion and curiousness. Right after they had held hands, Zoro called out as loudly and obnoxiously as he could, "I'M REALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO THAT DATE TONIGHT, NAMI." He forced out a smile and glanced to see how Sanji would react.
The moment Sanji's ears had received what Zoro said, his eyes widened, just like Zoro had expected. He took off down the hall in the other direction; Zoro watched as Sanji disappeared into the sea of people, sighing a sigh of relief. That had been close.
'Yes,' Zoro thought ecstatically, 'Now that he thinks I'm going out with Nami, Sanji will finally leave me alone!' He smirked to himself, eventually breaking his hand apart from Nami's.
She jabbed him in the arm. "Hey, what was that all about? We're not going out!"
Zoro sighed again, only this time in exasperation. "Will you just forget about it? I was just uh, kidding," he shifted his eyes away so that she wouldn't realize that he had just lied to her. If anyone found out the real reason why he had done that, Zoro's pride would be forever damaged. He didn't want that, now did he?
"Hmph. Do that again and I'll punch you."
Laughing, Zoro raised up his hands in innocence. "Hey, hey now. It's not like a punch from you would even hurt me in the slightest bit."
After Nami had punched Zoro hard in the arm, the two of them split ways and headed to their individual classes. Nami was happy she had actually hurt Zoro, while Zoro was glad he'd found a way to get rid of Sanji.
At least, he thought he did.
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* You know how in cartoons whenever a character has an idea, a lit lightbulb pops over their head? Yeah. That's what I meant by saying that.
I just realized how crappy my story is. Lol. Oh well- At least I'm trying… XD Please R&R!