A/N: Yes, so, after forgetting to update yesterday, here it is. I'd love to have some good, helping critics. The fun starts soon~

Private Time 1st Half

The search began and although the matter was serious, it turned out to be great fun. Nami had given Walky-talkies to all of them and now there were messages shot through the whole ship. Things like "Holy crap, who'd thought he'd hide such a load here!" and "Hey... That's a pretty good hiding spot!" and "I got five kg's by now, how many did you find yet?" ...

Zoro had gone to the gym first, and couldn't believe how many cigarettes there were actually hidden! And in such strange places too. Who'd have thought the cook came up here more than once a lifetime? He even found the creepy, smelly drugs under the floor mat. Wow. Really. That was just unexpected. He himself was in this room at least four hours a day, how and when could that shitty eyebrows come up here without anybody noticing? Then again, his towel never got too smelly, so it had to be changed by someone. And he always had a big bottle of fresh water, a mug full of ice cold beer and a plate with some juicy fruits. That cook might act icy around him, but he was actually really likeable. That Tsundere... Zoro smiled.

Soon he had checked through the gym and was amazed by the sheer load of cigarettes he had found. He packed them in one of the huge sacks everyone had taken with them and went on deck. There, he burst into laughter and Franky, who just came from the Soldier Dock, had to join him.
Luffy had just started his own search, as it seemed. Before, he had made a competition field out of the deck. There were seven little fields, separated by ropes. On every field, there was a shield with the name of its owner, together with one of the captain's unique drawings. For Zoro, there were his three swords in Luffy's inimitable style. There, Zoro dropped the sack and emptied it. Three fields to his right, Franky did the same. He had a bottle of coke on his shield. Zoro raised an eyebrow and asked: "Are you already finished, Franky?"
"No way, that was like, a corner of the room! That cook is crazy! Everywhere those cigs! Everywhere! Is that all for you?"
"Seems that way, yeah... Most of those were under the floor mat! I could have bent it on some points, sorry about that... But who'd think that bastard comes up there so frequently!", he said in his usual annoyed voice he always used when talking about Sanji.
"I don't get why you two can't stand each other! I mean, he even brings you food and drinks up there for your training, he has to like you! Okay, I'm going back, still much to search through..."
"What the hell, Franky! What's that about him liking me?"
But Franky was already under deck again. What a pity, because if he had turned around again, he would have been able to see a deep crimson blush on the swordsman's face.

"Well... The major task comes now…", sighed the green-haired first mate and turned around to start his way to the treating room of the ship.
"And everything with Chopper in the background…"

Silently, he opened the door, only to find the room almost empty. Chopper was nowhere to be found and Sanji was lying on the bed, still out cold.
"Chopper?", Zoro asked quietly in order not to wake the blond.
No answer. He went to the little reindeer's table where he saw a note:
"To Zoro.
I searched my room and put the cigarettes I found on deck. Then, Robin asked me if I could help her with the dorms. Take good care of Sanji while I'm gone! Don't kill him!
Chopper"

"That bitch…"

Why was that damn archaeologist so damn observing, dammit? How much did she actually know? And what was that comment Franky spouted before? Now he was alone here, with his crush lying there like a sleeping beauty. And now he had the mission to feel him up. It was his job! Some dream job that was... He just hoped nobody would come in…

Silently, as not to wake up the blond, Zoro went to stand beside him.
"Now, how'd I best do this..."
Carefully, he lifted the unconscious man up and removed the black jacket of his suit. He lay him down again and looked through every single bag. Here a cig, there one and there, until they piled up again. He wanted to lay the garment down to search the next, but something caught his attention. On the bottom of the jacket, the seam started to loosen. But it didn't seem right; it seemed as if it was like this on purpose. So, Zoro investigated it a little closer. And his intuition was completely right: In the inner lining, there were countless cigarettes cramped together like sardines.
"Holy shit, how does he manage to still look so good in that with all those cigs?", he exclaimed.
Sanji might have noticed, because he shifted uncomfortable on his bed.

Zoro took the white sticks out until he couldn't find a single one anymore. Then he threw the article over Chopper's chair and moved closer to Sanji again. The shirt would be a more difficult task, he thought, so he crawled on the bed and knelt above the cook, bending over him.
And that was one of those positions he wanted to avoid at any cost. Because from this point of view, Sanji looked simply breathtaking. Without his jacket, he looked younger and a tiny bit more feminine. Zoro was able to see his torso shining through the white clothe, his delicious looking skin and his well-trained abs. And his face… The pain from some time ago had made his hair wet around the face, his cheeks were flushed. The sight was mouth-watering and Zoro's breathing started to grow faster. God, he was a pervert. The love cook was in pain and he had become turned on by that sight? Aweful.
Hands shaking, he started to remove the black tie, only to hear an instinctive moan from the slightly smaller man under him which turned him on even more and made his body grow hot and his middle part twitch slightly. He set his mind on finding the cigarettes which were in the tie – no less than nine friggin sticks – only to tear his thought away from the blond. Tossing the tie in the direction of the jacket and throwing the cigs to the others, he shuddered.

He had to do that shirt now.
Then maybe take a breather to cool his head and then do the trousers, socks and shoes. He wouldn't search the cook's underwear. No. That would send him over to the point of no return, and he'd certainly do something to the passed out man that he'd regret later on.
Probing fingers roamed over the white fabric as the moss-haired man took hold of the buttons that were holding up the bloodstained shirt. Zoro had played a second with the idea to just rip that damn thing of, jump away and examine the piece of white fabric while facing the other way. Yes. That would be a very good idea, healthy for both his body and his sanity...
As fast as he only could, he unbuttoned the article and tried to get it off as fast as he did the unbuttoning. But his reason kicked in. He'd tear the thing if he tried too fast. In addition, he would hurt the love cook. That he didn't want. Really. His left arm snaked under the blond and took hold of his back, bringing him up, closer to himself. That was another one of those positions. Bringing his love interest closer and closer, face to face, seeing his features only inches away, smelling his alluring fragrance, hearing his breath... That was a rather stupid thing to do in such a situation.
His middle region started to demand attention, he got a serious problem from only seeing the man he longed for so close to himself. Grazing the white skin of his love with his thumb, he leaned forward and planted a little kiss on his lips. A soft sigh came out of the unconscious man, making it harder and harder to hold back for the man above. But Zoro was a man of self discipline, so he managed to finally control himself and tug off the shirt. Almost panting, he stood up and started to rid the piece of clothing from its toxic contents. Soon there would be as much smokes as he had found in his gym! That ero cook was a crazy idiot!
"Guess it's time for my breather...", he convinced himself while noticing the bump in his trousers.
He took the cigs he had found so far, packed them in the sack and made his way on deck.

There, he was already greeted by some of the crew. Usopp, Franky, Brook, Robin and Chopper were there. Luffy and Nami were probably still looking. Zoro had to gawk at the sheer amount of cigarettes that had been found by each and everyone.
"I would say for determining the winner, we'll need a scale... Counting seems too long", laughed Usopp.
"Crazy idiot…", murmured Franky.
"I guess I'll be last!", Zoro grinned.
"Are you finished, Zoro?", Robin asked innocently.
Zoro blushed slightly.
"I've only halfway done him yet. And look how many cigs there were only in his jacket, tie and shirt…"
Then he realized how he said the first sentence and blushed deeper.
"I'm only taking the cigs I found here…"
"Oh, needed a breather?", giggled the archaeologist.
"Shut the hell up…", Zoro murmured.
"Well, better do it properly, you know! Guys, how about some cold drinks until the others are finished? I get the feeling we have to wait some more time... And Chopper, don't worry about Sanji-san. I think he's in good hands... Have fun with the next half, swordsman-san~ And why don't you try calling him Sanji for once?"

When everyone had gone to the kitchen, were Nami was maybe still searching, Zoro dumped his loot carelessly on his "field". He himself dropped beside them.
"Shit. Why does that damn woman talk like she knows everything? And why the hell do I seem to be an open book to her? Am I so easy to look through? And I bet she did also see my hard-on. I bet that she's laughing at me so hard she can't hold it back. I sure hope sche'll choke on something-"

"Oi Robin! You drink too fast, my gosh, who has to choke on coffee?"

"- thank you... Well. Breather-time's over. Now for the hard part".

A/N: Now, chappie number 3 would be here. I wanted to through in a sick joke of some sort, but while writing, I forgot what it was... ^-^;; Well, now I got heaven answering Zoro's hearty wish... Not that bad either, is it? xD I sure have to come up with some other words for "cigarette". That's hard, man! Do you know some words? Then tell me! Please...? :3
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