Kittycooljade, TheMasterSushi and Maybelady, thank you for the lovely reviews. Yes Maybelady, you guessed correctly. Sanji did *insertspoilerhere* yeah that. You were right all along. Hope you enjoy this guys. Thanks for the people who continue to read, followers, favouriters and reviewers. Its because of you that I receive the motivation to write each chapter. Love yall! Sorry for the late update. Had a rather hectic day today, but won't get into that now. We're here for the story not my problems SO enjoy!

Tears poured down Shanks' eyes. They were of both pleasure and pain. He watched the horrified look on Zoro's face as he watched Luffy spit and wipe his tongue.

"That was disgusting Zoro," Luffy said as he rubbed his lips a little too vigorously, unnecessarily emphasising on how much he hated what he had gone through, "we should never do it again."

Zoro slowly nodded his head. He was relieved that Luffy was not going to make a habit of kissing him whenever he felt like showing how much of a "close friend" he was to him, but at the same time, his heart was slightly aching from the rejection.

Luffy abruptly stopped as he stretched out his hands, "Zoro...hold me."

Confused Zoro looked at him for a while before Luffy began to fall to the ground. He quickly grabbed him before he fell to the ground and sat on the floor with Luffy in his hands. He hit Luffy's cheeks a few times as well as called out his name before hearing a soft snore from him.

Shanks turned his head to face them with effort before sighing, "I'd say he got drugged."

"Drugged?"

Shanks sighed, "When Mihawk got bored of my talking he would usually slip a pill a two to make me fall asleep. I am guessing that Luffy took my 'death' seriously and ended up..well like this. With crew mates like his, who needs enemies. Bahahaha!"

Zoro's hands balled into fists, "I couldn't agree more. There is the damned witch and lecherous cook. He certainly lacks a good eye when it comes to picking friends. It's not like this is the first time the imp pulled of a stunt like this."

His teeth were barred as he got a visual of the blonde haired cook, "he promised not to as well. I will not let him get away with this. Not this time."

"You two look good together," Shanks mocked to lighten up the mood. He disliked the murderous intent in Zoro's eye. He was glad when it left, only anger left in his eye.

"Did you not feel the slightest bit obliged to stop me from kissing him Shanks?" Zoro asked as he looked at the smiling red hair.

"I was curious as to know how he would react," Shanks replied, "at this rate, he will never find love. And a little bird told me that Boa Hancock has the hearts for him. Poor woman."

Zoro and Shanks began to laugh at how true those words were. Zoro then remembered about Sanji and picked Luffy up and lay him by Shanks' side.

"I can't exactly make any accusations without proof," Zoro said as he left the two of them. He walked away thinking of ways he was going to talk to Sanji. Little did he know, Sanji and Brook alongside everyone else had finished shopping and were only a few metres away from the ship.

He entered Sanji's room and began to rampage through his stuff. He looked out the window to find Mihawk sleeping on the lawn. A smile crossed his face. Mihawk looked ever so cute when he was sleeping, but the moment his eyes opened, the monster he truly was would return. Zoro shook his head and told himself to concentrate on the task at hand. A little black book dropped and he picked it up.

"This is Sanji's cook book," he muttered as he opened it, "he is so obsessed with his cooking he keeps everything in here. I am sure if I flick through I will find a recipe on how to make sleeping pills. He truly is capable of anything."

True to his word, Zoro flicked through. He reached the middle and it was empty, which was weird because he knew Sanji had many more recipes. Knowing nothing was there, he just continued flicking through the pages nonetheless, until he reached a page with his name written on it.

"The damned cook," he muttered as he turned over the page, "dear diary?"

"The hell," Zoro whispered, reading the first page of his diary.

Baratie

Dear diary,

Today a young man walked into the restaurant. Not many attractive men ever come. In fact, none can match his beauty. He had luscious green hair and his smile was far too bright. His lips were just perfect though I cannot say the same about his personality. He is rough on the edges and doesn't seem too intelligent, which will make taming him a rather easy task. Their captain will be working here for quiet a while, giving me enough time to do so.

They say the quickest way to a man's heart is through their stomach and I am one hell of cook. Speaking of which, if he were a dish, I would gently...

Zoro's cheeks turned red as he read through how Sanji was planning on preparing him. He held in a gag and flicked a couple of pages forward.

Thriller Bark

Dear diary,

Blah blah blah...

"I don't think there is anything about me in this chapter," Zoro sighed. When he was about to turn over the page he caught glimpse of his name. He wondered how he had missed it. It had been emphasised on by the change of ink colour and large love hearts that followed after.

He loves me so much he was willing to lay down his life for me. When he tapped me lightly in the side, I felt his love in the ruthless action. As I was falling, everything blurred except his face. I see myself with no other. I shall make him mine. A man with a heart like his can not be found anywhere.

"THAT IS NOT WHAT HAPPENED!" Zoro shouted, but he could not drop it. He was shocked that Sanji was harbouring such feelings for him and he wanted to read everything there was to read. He read nearer to the back.

Last night I cried myself to sleep. For the past few years, I have been gathering ingredients to make the perfect sake for Zor xx. I have spent sleepless nights attempting to make it for him. My hands bled, my feet swelled, but it was all worth it. After all, my two years away from him made me realise he may never feel for me like I feel for him. That is why I have decided to do what I can to keep him happy, but not draw too much attention to myself whilst doing so. I watched as Shanks..

"Oi, stupid marimo," Sanji startled Zoro, "what happened in here? Where is Luffy? What are you doing in here?"

Sanji noticed that Zoro was hiding something and tried to look, "what are you hiding there?"

"Nothing," Zoro lied as he tried to walk away, but received an unexpected kick from Sanji, sending the book flying onto the floor. Sanji's face was filled with horror as he saw what he had been holding onto.

"Get out!" Sanji shouted as he glared at Zoro, "that is private! You can't just open things that don't belong to you!"

"No! That is perverted!" Zoro growled as the cook sat down, with the bags of groceries, "I will not have you write such...things about me."

His head was buried in between his legs as he hid it in shame, "you think I enjoy it? Loving you? Damn I wish I could love Robin or Nami, but it had to be you. Apparently love does not work like that. You don't choose who you fall in love with. It just happens."

"Even so," Zoro added, "you choose what you write down!"

"Dammit! This is why I always kept my feelings to myself!" Sanji growled, still not making any eye contact with Zoro, "you are too dense for me to have this conversation with you. You know nothing about love! You only care for your stupid swordsmanship! Do you have any idea how embarassing this is for me? Did you take any time to consider that maybe you are hurting my feelings!"

Zoro scoffed as he shook his head at Sanji in disbelief, "I don't know about love? Well, I will tell you what I know you mellorine, I am not and never will be in love with you. Lecherous pervert."

He slammed the door shut as he walked back to be with Shanks. They just did not go well together. They were like fire and ice, water and oil, light and darkness. There was no way in hell that they could peacefully co-exist and live under the same roof without going at each other's throat's. The two of them were just incompatible. A match made in hell.

As he walked away, he wished he could forget what had been said and un-read what he had just read. He did not want to know what went through the shitty cook's mind. He had seen it coming however. He had known that his relationship with Shanks was too perfect and trouble was slowing brewing itself in a pot not far from them. Frankly, he had been right.

Damned cook..

No cliffhanger :) Took a lot of effort. I was aching to leave it at Sanji walking in...