Sanji stretched his legs, pivoting his hips this way and that as Zoro stretched on the other side of the extra room in the back of the apartment, flipping onto his hands he swung his legs out making sure he was ready as Zoro nodded and took a stance of his own. Sanji glanced at the clock and met Zoro's eyes.

"We have thirty minutes. Time to work up an appetite Zoro."

The larger teen only smiled shifted his weight as Sanji came back down on his feet and brought his kneed uo level with his hip getting ready himself, the honk of a horn out side on the busy street signaled the start of their spar. Zoro made the first move coming in low for an uppercut and Sanji dodged easily doing a small back flip and planting his feet on the mats underneath them he sprung forward and behind Zoro who turned at the last second and caught the bare foot merely an inch from his face. He felt the wind on that one and smiled, Sanji returned the smile and jumped on his other foot bringing it around in a high swing connecting with Zoro's midsection. He grunted in response to the hit and released Sanji's other foot only to feel the blond move behind him and barely had enough time to move as Sanji slid across the mat on his side almost catching Zoro's foot and tripping the larger of the two. Zoro gave Sanji a smile that made the blond's stomach flop over on its self and made a light pink flush enter the cook's cheeks. Zoro noticed but said nothing, he chalked it up to the spar they were having and tried to keep his thoughts away from how cute it made the blond cook seem. It didn't seem as if they had been at this that long but when the buzzer went off for dinner Zoro helped Sanji off the floor and watched the other teen go and check on dinner.

"Eh, moss head, dinner is done."

"Yeah yeah, don't get your panties in a bunch Blondie, I'm right here."

Sanji shook his head with a small smile, they would never stop the name calling, it seemed like part of their friendship that had formed between the two of them. Zoro's stomach let out an almighty growl as Sanji pulled the made from scratch lasagna out of the oven, the smell filling the apartment in the heavenly smell of cheese and tomato sauce.

"God, smells great Sanji."

Sanji blinked and felt his cheeks flush slightly as he cut the meal and served it with some bread sticks.

"Yeah, well. It's my first time trying it so I hope it's good."

"What am I your lab rat now?"
"Always."

Zoro rolled his eyes and took a bite, his eyes widening slightly making Sanji pause, his fork just to his lips.

"Is it that bad? Zoro?"
"My god Sanji, this is amazing!"

Sanji felt his cheeks heat up even more, if that was even possible, the rest of the meal was enjoyed in silence as each of the teens ate, after wards they both grabbed a glass of water and headed for the living room to watch TV, it was Sanji's night to pick a movie and Zoro was less the surprised when Sanji grabbed Transformers, Revenge of the Fallen off the shelf and slipped it into the DVD player, they each sat on opposite ends of the couch leaning on the rests and it seemed as if in no time Sanji was sleeping softly on his side, Zoro watched the even rise and fall of the other's chest and smiled slightly and than blinked as Sanji moved in his sleep, it was as if Zoro was watching him in slow motion as Sanji turned around and leaned against Zoro fitting his head into the crook between Zoro's neck and shoulder and sighing happily. Zoro sat frozen for what seemed like forever before he began to relax himself and slowly, very slowly fell asleep himself. Falling alseep with Sanji leaning on him seemed to be like an out of body experience, he could still smell the blond, feel his warmth. He felt Sanji's head snuggle deeper into his neck like it belonged there. Zoro was about to give in completely and slip into oblivion when there was a strange noise. The cook didn't seem to notice but the swordsman did. It was his phone, he slowly emerged from his sleep and gently stood so he didn't wake Sanji and began to search for his phone. Finding it he answered and sighed as Frankie spoke on the other line.

"Hey man, we're all getting together out at Enise Lobby, come on down!"

"Sanji's sleeping, but I'll see what he wants to do."

"Super!"

With that the line went dead and Zoro decided to give it a few minutes before he would text Frankie back and tell him the blond didn't want to go out tonight, it was probably the truth anyway so what would it hurt. He lifted Sanji from the couch and placed him back into the position he had been in earlier. Feeling himself relax again he slowly slipped into sleep agian himslf. Sanji woke up the next morning with the sunlight filtering through the window, blinking away some confusion he looked around and noticed he was still leaning on the Green haired teen, he slid over to the other dide of the couch thankful that he was the one that woke up first instead of Zoro, if that had happened he probably wouldn't have woken up to start with, Zoro would have had his head. Sanji looked out the window and stretched, today would be a nice day and he always like starting school when it was sunny and beau....

"Oh Shit! Zoro, get up we're gonna be late!"

Sanji kicked Zoro in the leg to rouse the other teen and than smacked him on top of the head when Zoro tried to snuggle into the black leather of the couh further to continue sleeping.

"Hey! Moss head did you hear me?! We're late!"
Zoro's eyes snapped open and he looked around trying to figure out exactly where he was, it wasn't his room, it wasn't the dojo so where...

That's right, I fell asleep with Sanji on the couch.

"Earth to Zoro! We gotta get to school!"

Blinking Zoro looked at his cell phone taking in the time and cursed.

"Son of a bitch! We have ten minutes to get there!"

Both boys raced around the apartment gathering their things together and finally headed out the door towards the school gates hoping that their luck would hold out and they would get there on time. Thankfully it did and they both slid into their seats as the bell rang for class. Ace leaned over and tapped Sanji's desk.

"Hey babe, what the hell took you so long?"
"I fell asleep on the couch and got up late."

Ace nodded and patted Sanji's hair fondly.

"Your lucky principal Enel didn't catch you, he'd be furious."

"Yeah I know. Where's professor Rayleigh?"
"I heard he was sick today, so we have a sub for the day."

Sanji nodded and looked up as the door creaked open reveling a young man with bright red hair and as he scratched the back of his neck Sanji saw nail polish, glancing at Zoro he saw the other teen with his eyes downcast, a slight flush to his cheeks and his fists clenched on top of the desk, he was acting as if something was bothering him but he couldn't tell what. He would have to ask him at lunch.

Zoro didn't dare look at the blond next to him as he felt Sanji's eyes settle on him, when Ace touched Sanji's hair Zoro had seen red and was trying his best to calm his nerves. He took in a deep breath and looked up to see the stand in teacher and felt as if every defense instinct in his body had been turned on. This man was outlandish but demanded respect none the less and Zoro was in no missing state of mind to miss it. He sat up fully taking all of Ustess Kid in and blinked when the teacher locked eyes with him. Zoro seemed frozen where he was and didn't dare move for fear of being targeted, than to his horror Kid's eyes moved away from him and locked onto Sanji.

"Attention class, my name is Kid, I'll be your standing in teacher for the day, since I do not know where your class is at the moment I'll leave you to read whatever chapter Professor Rayleigh left you on and give me a summary of it."

The class groaned but as he swept the class once over with his hard eyes they let it die off and set to work. Zoro couldn't shake the feeling that there was something off about Kid and as he worked he kept a sharp eye on everything the man did. When he was done he took his paper to the front, Sanji slipping out of his seat to make it there first. The uneasy feeling ccame back when Kid speared Sanji with his eyes and kept them locked there. Zoro listened carefully making sure to look at his paper pretending to check it for error though he knew there would be none.

"Mr. Blackleg, your Zeff's son aren't you?"
"You know my dad?"
"Only by reputation I assure you. So, how is the old man?"
"Still an old man."

Kid chuckled and looked over Sanji's paper.

"So, did he teach you at all?"
"Um, I'm sorry?"
"His fighting style did he teach you?"
"Some yes sir, but I'm no where near Zeff's level."

Zoro saw a light flicker in Kid's eyes and bit back the protective growl that threatened to bubble forth.

"Interesting. Very well, you may go and take your seat."

Sanji nodded and headed back to his seat as Zoro merely set hi paper on the desk and followed him back, once at his desk Zoro took out a sheet of paper and scribbled on it hastily and passed it to Sanji, the cook frowned as he took in the words but nodded none the less knowing full well how accurate Zoro's intuition was. He looked down at the note one last time before shoving it in his pocket and cupping his chin in his right hand as his elbow rested on the desk.

Watch your back, I don't like him

Sanji looked up and saw Zoro pointing at Kid, Sanji shifted his eyes to the front of the class and with a shiver down his spine realized that the stand in teacher was watching him with hungry eyes. Looking back at Zoro he nodded and took a book from his bag and began to read it, his thoughts else where. He went back to last night when he had fallen asleep leaning on Zoro's shoulder, how warm the larger teen had felt, how easily his head had fit into Zoro's shoulder like it belonged there. He rested his elbow on his desk and than cupped his chin in his hand and continued to look down at his book not really seeing the words. Last night had been the best sleep he had gotten in a long time, and the thing that baffled his mind is it had been sitting next to Zoro, curled up as close as he could get to the warm body of the swordsman. Sanji closed his eyes and rested his face in his arm as he felt his chest flutter and tighten. He seriously needed to talk to Robin, and soon. He was beginning to think that Zoro living with him could be bad for his health. Zoro had his eyes locked on the grain of his desk, but he kept glancing at the chef from the corner of his eyes, he saw the tired look in Sanji's eyes and closed his own eyes as a flash of Sanji leaning on him last night went through his mind, he tried his best not to think of how soft Sanji had felt, how easily the chef had fit into his side. He let his forehead rest against the cool surface of his desk and almost let out a frustrated groan as he caught a whiff of the chef beside him. This was getting out of hand, it was getting so bad he could barely function during the day without Sanji somehow finding a way to enter his mind. He couldn't help but think back on all of the sparring matching he had with the chef, how many times he had used grappling moves to pull the chef close and block off all movement of the slighter man. His mind began to punch his imagination into overdrive and supplied him with images of what he could have done with the blond teen in that position and this time let his forehead hit the desk with some force and than clenched his fist as his body, without his permission, remembered what it felt like to have the lithe, flexible body pressed up against him. He let out a low growl and closed his eyes tighter. Sanji was bad for his health, he needed to talk to Robin and fast or he knew for sure he was going to fall slowly into madness.