AN: for an anon who wanted a ZoSan drabble with the theme of the phrase 'To Hell with it'.

Zoro had built it up and backed out of it, built it up and backed out of it again and again and again and he was done with running away from it. Running away was a cowardly thing and Roronoa Zoro was not a coward. This was an obstacle he needed to overcome.

"There are three possible outcomes," Franky said, leaning forward and setting his bottle of cola onto the coffee table, "One: He says no and you cry over your broken little heart. Two: He says yes and you two take it steady from there. Or three: He says yes and the next thing you know you're pinned to the bed naked with him on top of you."

"I'm betting on the third one, who's with me?" Nami said, placing ten bucks on the table top.

"Oi, oi! Stop turning everything into a bet!" Zoro barked, glaring at his red headed room mate.

"I bet on number two!" Usopp said.

"Me too!" Franky cut in. Both of them placed their bet on the table.

"You guys aren't even helping!" Zoro said exasperatedly.

Usopp shrugged, "To be fair, Zoro, we've been round here talking about the same thing for the last two weeks and you've still done nothing- it's just fun to spice things up with a bet..."

"I'm betting on the option that Zoro doesn't do it," Ace smirked, placing his bet down.

"You saying I can't do it?!" Zoro challenged.

Ace laughed, "You've been saying you'll do it for the last six months, not to mention the year before that crushing on this guy. You would've done it by now, if you had the balls. If you keep doing this some other girl or guy is just gonna snap him up. You agree with me, don't you Marco?"

The blond haired man next to him didn't even look up from his book as he passed ten bucks to Nami, "I bet he doesn't do it, yoi..." He said and returned to reading.

Zoro snapped.

"Che. You all suck! You know what?! Fuck it! To hell with it! I'm gonna tell him." The green haired man growled and stomped to the front door, snatching up his coat, "Screw you all- making bets on me. I'll fucking show you!"

Ace looked at the door which slammed shut and then back to Nami, "I'd like to change my bet to the third option."

Zoro nuzzled his nose into soft blond locks, drawing a pleased sigh from the man laying atop of him, "You good?" Zoro murmured, running a hand up the blond's toned back and smooth skin.

"Yeah... That was... That was certainly something, Marimo..." The man said, raising his head so that Zoro was looking into Sanji's face. Blue eyes looking down at him from above lightly freckled cheeks and a crooked smile on his lips, "Usually I don't sleep with someone the second they confess to me... and I've never slept with a guy before... but to hell with it, I was almost done with waiting for your stupid ass to make a move."

Zoro tensed slightly, "You... liked me?"

Sanji yawned and placed his head down on the mosshead's bare chest, nuzzling into it slightly, "Yeah." He said, as though it were the simplest thing in the world, "I thought I'd made it obvious," Zoro felt the blond smile against his skin, "But then again you are an idiot. I was gonna try and tell you this week but work was hectic and then suddenly you came over and said all that stuff and, well," His hands brushed over Zoro's sides soothingly, "To hell with it- this was the only way I could get you to realise."

"So you won't regret this in the morning?" Zoro asked, afraid of the answer.

Sanji pushed himself up so he was leaning on his hands, bracketing Zoro in and raising his torso off the mosshead's chest, "Why would I regret it? Now shut up and kiss me, I'm feeling like round two..."

Zoro grinned as he rolled them over and pinned the blond to the bed, kissing him roughly, 'To hell with it,' he thought as Sanji's laughter reached his ears before breaking into pleased moans.