AN: Anon on Tumblr wanted a childhood friendship ZoSan.

Both Zeff and Koshiro were both regretting their decision to meet up for lunch. Zeff had recently adopted an orphaned child and was eager for the young boy to make some friends. Koshiro had suggested that he bring Zoro round on a sort of arranged 'play date'. He'd assumed that, being adopted as well, Zoro would have some sympathy for the other and therefore become good friends.

He'd been wrong.

So very wrong.

The two parents watched as the green and blonde blur of tangled fists and legs disappeared behind the bar in loud shouts and growls, startling the young waitress Vivi as she stumbled backwards to get out of the way. Zeff covered his face with a hand, "I'm so sorry, Koshiro... The little brat isn't usually that bad..."

Koshiro swallowed, laughing nervously as Zoro pinned the boy underneath him, the blonde's head striking the floor with considerable force, "It's quite alright. Zoro is never this bad either... I apologise for him as well-"

A loud roar of outrage had a number of customers and staff as well as the two men looking up to see Zoro wiping spit from his face and the other boy- Sanji- scrabbling to his feet and raising his right leg. Koshiro swore he saw hell in those eyes before Zeff shot forward and lifted the blonde up into his arms, the little boy struggling and growling like a wild beast. His face was scuffed and bruised and Zoro's looked no better as Koshiro picked up his boy as well.

"Play time's over, eggplant," Zeff said and Koshiro nodded as he tried to stop Zoro from biting his sleeve in his attempt to break free. Sanji was clawing at Zeff's arm, hissing like a cat which caused some customers to look nervous.

Koshiro had to bodily drag his son out of the restaurant and into the car, the little Marimo snarling and wriggling the whole way. After he'd been strapped in Zoro fell silent and still in an enormous strop and didn't speak until they were halfway home, "I want to see Sanji again."

Koshiro nearly let go of the steering wheel.

Sanji was scowling into his plate as Zeff sat down next to him, "You caused a hell of a scene today, little eggplant. What d'you think you're playing at? You'll scare away customers-"

"I want to see Zoro again," Sanji said.

Zeff faltered, "What?!"

"He's my friend," The blonde said, a huge grin splitting his face, "Can we have another play date?"

Zeff would have been lying if he'd said the little boy's smile didn't melt his heart. He ruffled Sanji's hair, "Sure thing, eggplant."

Sanji smiled even broader before tucking into his dinner and Zeff rolled his eyes in exasperation. He'd need to reinforce the whole restaurant for Zoro's next visit.