I have the most fun writing Mihawk because he thinks that Shanks wants him back but really :/ yeah...then he gets cocky with Zoro it is just too much for me. I feel like laughing at him. But yeah, poor guy. I was going to make Brook an important character later on, but can't help it. His time to shine is...NOW! Okay, that last sentence was a bit cheesy about his shining time and what not but yeah. TheMasterSushi13, Maybelady, Kittycooljade thank you guys for the reviews -yes TheMasterSushi13, even though you just blatantly threatened me *sob sob*. Okay, I'm over that. Everyone else, thank you for reading, like the chapter before and thanks in advance for reading this one. Gosh I do have a lot to say:

Zoro watched as the angelic looking psycho walked out Shanks' room with his clothing in his hand and nothing but his briefs on. For someone who was doing the walk of shame, he seemed to have quite the smug look on his face, "you're not going to give him up without a fight? Don't be absurd. I have been a part of Red hair's life long before you were even born. Know your place."

He dipped his finger into the chocolate icing and licked it off, "not bad for a first time." He slipped into the dark as Brook frowned.

"Zoro-san," he whispered as he watched Zoro open the door. He had been pro Sanji and Zoro, but he did not want it to happen like this. He had to find a way to intervene. But first...

"Yohohoho," Brook laughed out loud as he read the next sentence in the book, "when I was walking away from him, I could feel him checking me out with his loving eyes."

The poor fantasist. Sanji needs to seek help.

He heard the door shut. Zoro was in. On a normal day he would have gotten a little closer to hear what was going on, but it was no normal day. He had an interesting book in his hands and did not intend to put it down any time soon.

Shortly after, the door closed and Zoro walked out on the verge of tears.

"Stupid Marimo head," Sanji growled as he washed the dishes, "He did not even stay to help with the washing up. He looked awfully happy though."

He heard something slide into the room and found a piece of paper on the floor. There was a message inside. He had not seen the crew's handwriting, so he could not tell who it belonged to. The contents were rather puzzling.

Sanji,

Shanks is wasting food. Also...

He could not read the rest of it out loud. He looked at the paper wondering who had written it. He was not stupid as to think the person had no ulterior motive, but he had to succumb to the person's little game. After all, food was involved.

Without wasting a second, he walked towards Shanks' room and knocked twice before budging in.

"Eat!" Sanji shouted as he noticed that it was the cake Shanks was not eating. He frowned. Zoro had gone through all the trouble of baking that cake only for Shanks to not eat it. The feeling was familiar and it made a part in his heart ache at the memory.

Shanks laughed really hard as he looked at Sanji, "saving your damsel in distress."

It was as if Mihawk and Shanks were cut off from the same cloth. Sanji shook his head as he took a draw of his cigarette, "I hate it when people waste food. I don't care if you are fucking Yonko and that you also have the protection of my shitty captain. If you as much as waste even the tiniest crumb on my watch, I will end you."

"All talk, but when push comes to shove, you will barely-"

"I was not done talking," Sanji said, "the idiot swordsman put a lot of effort into this. You don't know how many tries it took for him to get it right. He made this for you."

"With you licking him all over," Shanks scoffed as he turned round to face the wall, "leave."

"What are you talking about?" Sanji said, "I don't know who told you this, but they clearly didn't see the whole thing. He pushed me away."

Shanks' eyes widened as he turned to face Sanji, "and the kiss?"

Sanji began to laugh at Shanks, "you are jealous. Is this what this is about? Well, Zoro came to talk things through. Luffy just so happened to be there. For some odd reason he was under the impression that friends kiss to make-up. He would not hear the last of it, and regrettably I was up for it, so Zoro really didn't have much of a choice. If he had not done it then, Luffy may have made him do it in front of everyone else. That is just the way he is."

Sanji took the cake and sat by Shanks, "I just got a letter telling me that Zoro loves you and not me. I was tempted to lie to you and make matters worse, but I can't do that. In fact, I've known for a long time. I was just in denial. Even when we were baking that cake, deep inside, I had a hunch that it was for you."

Shanks took a bite and licked his fingers, "I've wanted to eat chocolate cake since afternoon."

As he was chewing the cake he realised what he had just done. He had slept with Mihawk whilst Zoro was making him a cake. He watched as Sanji's face looked down, a hand covering his face.

"Treat him good okay," he smiled weakly, "he loves rice. He even names some of his attacks* after rice –the idiot marimo. When he is down, take him a rice ball or two and he will forget all his troubles."

The cake dropped from Shanks' hand. Sanji was in love with Zoro? He had thought it was the other way round all this time.

Zoro struggled free, but Robin's hands were holding him against Shanks' bedroom door -another over his mouth. He stopped struggling when he heard a voice speaking. It sounded like Sanji.

"He also loves a good pint of sake," Sanji continued. "He has this bad habit of falling sleep everywhere and anywhere. If he is shivering, cover him with a little blanket or something. He is too proud to ask for things sometimes, and too lazy to go get them himself. When he thinks everyone is asleep, he sneaks into the crow's nest and does some weights. I sometimes just watch him from aside. He looks most beautiful when he does what he loves best."

Had a tear just rolled from Sanji's eye? Shanks could not help but wonder. Either way, it was growing more awkward for him. He did not know what to say to Sanji's speech.

"When no one is looking, he even tries reading Robin's books," Sanji laughed quietly and sniffled back, "it's funny how he squints his little eyes and tries to make sense of what's written. I have a feeling that he can't read. He lacks direction too. His sense of direction is so bad he sometimes forgets the way to his room. Don't ever point it out to him though. He is in denial of the fact. Not to mention he always has an excuse for when he does so. Don't ever lead ahead of him. He will not follow. He will get lost whilst following you. Always walk by his side, hold his hand if he lets you."

Sanji remained quiet for a while as he wiped his face, "H-he deserves only the best. Treat him with love, gentleness and care. I know you probably feel it too, that electricity rushing through your veins each time your eyes meets his. The butterflies in your stomach each time he smiles your way. How everything blurs around you whenever he is in sight. How everything goes grey when your lips meet. His instinct to protect. How he is intelligent when it really counts. How he has so much love to give, even if he says different."

Shanks cleared his throat as he looked at the cake with a guilty conscious. Sanji crushed the cigarette his was smoking between his fingers.

"I..er...I got carried away," Sanji said as he got up, "do eat the cake. He made it...with love."

Sanji walked out the door and as he was about to run away he bumped into Zoro, forcing him to look at him with his tear stained eyes. Zoro turned round to find Sanji running away. He stretched out his arm to Sanji and when he was about to tell him to wait, Shanks stood at the door –getting ready to close it.

"Zoro-san?" Shanks said as he looked at Zoro, "what are you doing here?"

"I came to get the cake back," he said, "I was going to eat it with Chopper and Usopp since Luffy and Franky are still not back."

"I refuse," Shanks said, his lips and most of his face covered in chocolate, "you already gave it to me. I'm eating it and that's that."

Zoro looked back again to find Sanji was out of sight. He wanted to run after him. But what was he going to say when he got there?

What you said back there was touching, but I genuinely do not feel anything for you?

I'm glad you share such strong feelings for me, but you are really not the one?

I know why you are crying so I came here to make it even more awkward for you?

I am really fluttered. Really. But you will always be just a friend?

"Zoro," Shanks said as he held Zoro's hands, "are you willing to take back this foolish old man?"

Robin smiled when she noticed he was taking a little too long to reply as Mihawk closed his book. This was his cue. He gave Robin the book and took off the shirt he was wearing.

Zoro removed his hands from Shanks and looked back at the path that Sanji had passed. He could not leave him alone. He knew that the words would come when he got there. He had to go to Sanji. He watched as Mihawk walked their way. Feeling the pressure of the moment, he grabbed Shanks' hand.

"I am willing to take back this foolish old man," he replied.

Shanks let out a chuckle and pulled Zoro closer before whispering thank you into his ear. Zoro felt Shanks' chocolate rub against his cheek.

"I accidentally took your shirt when we finished making love," Mihawk said as he walked towards the two of them, "when you told me that you-"

Shanks grabbed the shirt out of Mihawk's hand and escorted Zoro into the room, "you will not breathe another word. What happened earlier...it was a mistake. Just forget about it. It never happened. Okay. We were just both using each other like we always do."

"Only that it hurts me most when you throw me aside like that Red hair," Mihawk said as he held onto Shanks' hand, "tell me. What does he have that I don't?"

"Everything," Shanks smiled, "he has everything you don't. He is the type of guy who is not afraid to cry. You never cry Mihawk. Hell, you hardly ever show emotions. Sometimes I feel so insecure having sex with you because you always have the same expressionless face. I can count the amount of times you have smiled over the past ten years with my finger tips. Good night Mihawk."

Mihawk stood outside the door as he watched it get slammed into his face. He looked at the door. It was not really his fault that he hardly ever gave a fuck. It took too much effort to care and far too many muscles were needed to show expressions.

He looked up at Robin for a brief second before walking away. Their hard work had been a failure. Breaking Shanks and Zoro up was going to prove troublesome, especially now that Brook had gotten himself involved.

Robin looked at Brook and Brook smiled before waving Sanji's black book at her and walking away. She stroked down her hair as she jumped down from where she was.

"Brook. Brook. Brook," she murmured, "just what am I going to do with you?"

A sinister smile crossed her face as she walked to find Nami already sleeping in their bed. Chopper was still with Usopp. She took off her clothes and got into the bed, "I'm going to show you just how far I am willing to go –my dear nakama."

A hand bloomed and turned off the light before Robin went to sleep.

I think two or three more chapters and I will be done completely yaaaay? If I'm really up to the task might even finish it tonight. We will see. Must say, I am having an extremely lazy day so no promises.

*some sites are saying onigiri is like a rice ball or white rice or whatever and some of them are saying that it means demon cleave. Demon cleave makes the most sense, but I'M GOING FOR RICE BALL BECAUSE I CAN! Plus it's my story. I can do whatever I like.