Been feeling extremely lazy lately, but I'm fine now. LET'S DO THIS! Okay...I'm calm now. Thanks to the readers, reviewers or shall I say reviewer -TheMasterSushi13 lol. Also to Maybelady (yeah you get a shoutout too) I couldn't have done this without you. You really helped me through my writer's block so yay. Thanks for that. Anyways, nuff of this...

IMPORTANT: Just to put it out there, this is like a filler chapter. No action in here. Just pure none drama and it's mostly focused on Robin, since she is like the omniscient character who knows everything and anything. Not really, but yeah. Almost like a Robin POV.

Zoro froze. Shanks looked at the young swordsman. With his only hand, he intertwined their fingers together. Robin's eyes narrowed. She was rooting for Sanji and Zoro. She wanted Sanji to remain in the dark, never to know of Zoro's dark past with the two men before her. She looked at their joined hands and then at Sanji. She feared he would notice, but saw that his eyes were fixed on the warlord.

Her face remained expressionless as she saw that Zoro had begun to shake. For as long as she had known him, he never shook in the mere presence of his enemy face of his enemy, yet catching sight of Mihawk had been more than enough to make him sweat. She could tell however, that he was not shaking out of fear. He had trained him to become the best swordsman, so if anything, he was probably strong enough to win in a duel against Mihawk with some difficulty. He was capable of winning, nonetheless.

She tried to read Mihawk, but he was not exactly an open book. Furthermore, the man who had called out for his 'love' with eyes twinkling like stars was nowhere to be seen. The only man she could see was an egomaniac walking towards the four of them with an arrogant gaze. Taking her past into consideration, she had become a good judge of character. She knew too well, just by one glance, that Mihawk was prone to have quite a sharp tongue on him to those he deemed weak.

"Oi," Sanji said as he glared at the older man, "how long are you planning on staying here?"

Mihawk scoffed at Sanji, "my business is not with you."

Gritting his teeth, he began to make his way towards Mihawk, but Robin held him back, "what his saying is there is no food or shelter for you here. You need to leave."

Mihawk opened his mouth to speak, but stopped when he heard a sinister laugh coming from behind everyone else. They turned round to find Nami rubbing her hands together, her eyes in the shape of Beli signs, "of course he can stay. Those clothes you are wearing look rather expensive. Not to mention that sword and the ship you came on. Hundred thousand beli's per night."

Mihawk's eyes began to sparkle as his lips curved into a large grin, "there is no price I am not willing to pay if it means spending time with-"

He turned round to face Shanks and Zoro. He winked his eye, "with him."

Sanji took a drag of the cigarette as Robin's heart began to burst out her chest. She had to do something and fast. Sanji looked at Zoro and Shanks, frowning. Just who exactly was Mihawk referring to. As if on cue, Mihawk began to walk towards Zoro, but stopped when he noticed Shanks pulling Zoro a little closer to him. Sanji shook his head. Who was Mihawk talking about? It could be either one of them. Zoro had been training with him, whereas he had heard that Shanks was great friends with him. It was a 50% chance he was referring to Zoro, but Zoro did not seem like that type of person. That is why he had not made a move on him till now. He knew his love for Zoro was unrequited and there was no way the feelings could be reciprocated.

"Nami, you cannot make that decision on your own," Zoro protested. He knew more than anyone that having Shanks and Mihawk on their ship was going to be the end of them. The two were like a worse version of him and Sanji. He had seen them in action and clearly the wound that was dying Shanks' white top red was undoubtedly a result of Mihawk's wrath, "the captain has to agree to it first."

"You mean the same captain who finished all our money buying meat," Nami shouted, "the same meat he ate in a day! We need to buy more supplies, but that can't be done now because there is no money. Mihawk is bringing money to the ship so why turn that down."

"Where will he sleep? All the rooms are full," Zoro asked.

"Not exactly. We are all sharing in threes," Nami smiled triumphantly, "Brook, Franky, Usopp are together. Chopper, Robin and I are in that room. Sanji is sharing with Luffy. Since Luffy is rather scrawny, it would make sense to squeeze Mihawk in there, but have you seen the way Luffy sleeps. Sanji has barely caught a 'z' since he started sharing with him. The only logical place for Mihawk to sleep in is in your room with you and Shanks."

"I certainly love the sound of that," Mihawk nodded, "Roronoa, show me to your room."

Zoro blushed at the sound of hearing his name again. Robin frowned. She had heard Zoro constantly telling Shanks about how he was over Mihawk, but she knew better. She knew from experience that a person's first love was not easily forgotten. She held back her tears as she remembered her nights with the Navy Admiral, Aokiji. He had been ever so loving to her. He knew her more than anyone and she had owed her life to him. Having such a strong emotions for him, she had settled for less. She had seduced into having a casual relationship with her. When she got too comfortable, he had ended things. He spewed nonsense about how the marines could find out, how he felt she was getting too attached, the same old bullshit people say when they want to break up with someone.

She had tried to drown her sorrow away with a few cups of sake. Hell, she even stooped as low as to sleep with Crocodile and Daz Bones, but they had not satisfied her in the way she wanted. They were nothing compared to her blue pheasant. But it's different for you Zoro. Sanji loves you more than you will ever know. Mihawk is no good for you. He will only bring you pain. Shanks just wants to fuck around and he is about to die anyway.

"Very well," Zoro said as he let go of Shanks hand, "I was about to go to sleep."

Mihawk smiled, "perfect. Red hair, do you wish to join us?"

Shanks smirked, though his infuriation was visible, "we are back to formalities."

"Just answer the question," Mihawk replied, "our relationship was severed the moment you called me by his name when we were trying to work things out. Now not only will I take him from him, but I will also make love to him on your grave."

His eye was now on Shanks' wound, "I see you infected my cut with the poisonous plant I continued warning you about."

Everyone watched as Mihawk went through his pocket and pulled out a little bottle, "I occasionally poison myself with that very plant. So I carry some ointment with me all the time."

He chuckled as he returned it into his pocket, "I wonder how far you are willing to go."

Yeah I know, it's a bit of a crap chapter. Hope you enjoyed it still. Next chapter will be good...I promise?