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Warning: Rushness; Grammar; OOCness; Yaoi; Lemon; swearing; repetitiveness (I'm a repetitive person) and anything you notice that isn't on this list but is on this list. I will also not take responsibility for any problems the readers have experienced. Eg. Puking rainbows.

Thank you to everyone who is following this story and has favourited it. :)

Edited on 3/4/2014
Word count: 2,217

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Reviews to Master : ...*Bursts into laughter* Oh wow, thanks for all the reviews!
Yup Sanji did die, but hell, I brought him back 'cause he's Sanji! Too damn awesome to really get rid of.
Yup, that's actually pretty much what happens. I slammed my head on ice once and blacked out before waking up again, not knowing what was going on. I was so confused and in pain and I was pushing my friends away 'cause I didn't know who they were and then just apologizing like mad for them trying to help me xD
Sanji doesn't know he loves him, he lost his memories. XD
The motive the ghost woman wants? Hmm, if I tell you, I might just have to... I mean...I don't know...I will have to speak to her... . .
Ah, totally forgot about possessive nouns. I do understand, I have gotten it correctly a couple of times, chapter one was fine (just read it) that was the main chapter I bothered to re-read thousands of times, but I think at some point I just typed and then began to ignore errors like that. Especially when I'm multi-tasking between writing, reading and uni work. xD
Just found one in chapter 3 now and will correct it. But for now, this chapter.

Confused by your words for a second, um, if you do start puking rainbows I am unable to pay the emergency bills and will not take responsibility for it. Sorry :). xD Just gonna put that in the warning section... . .
They are indeed coming back, I see you're impatient for sex scenes :L Oh my xD

B.A Victoria : I wonder if they will duke out, hmm? There is a possibility of him freaking out, anyone would freak out if they were suddenly on fire. Ho ho, The possibilities are endless...:D

Chapter 5: In dreams I remember

Zoro sat up, rocking the wooden hammock slightly as he did, he rubbed his eyes tiredly before looking around at the beds beside him; noting that the cook was missing from his bed.

Did Sanji have watch tonight? No that was Ussop...
He climbed out of his hammock, slowly and carefully as to not wake the others up from their slumber. He took a good look around the room once more in case Sanji was really there before heading out to find him, had something happened to him?

He glanced up to the crow's nest, seeing Ussop's figure gazing out to the other side. He glanced around on deck, squinting into the darkness just incase he was standing there instead, but there was still no sign off him, so the only other place...

...was the kitchen... and indeed, there was the cook sleeping soundly on the seats, curled up in a fetal position; shivering. Why had the cook slept here? It was then that it dawned on Zoro that no one had actually mentioned to him where the men's sleeping quarters were. It wasn't their fault entirely, he could have at least asked if he didn't know, it wasn't hard to ask a simple question.
'So instead of asking one of us, this idiot decided to sleep here?' Zoro grumbled in his mind.

He sighed, what an idiot cook he really was, whether he lost his memories or not, he was still acting on his own. Just for once, couldn't this bloody cook not act on his own and just rely on his nakama for once?

He glanced at the clock, it was only 2am, he turned and walked away, leaving the blonde to sleep in the cold.
Damn it to hell, he choose to sleep there, so let him be right? He deserved it, he had been an idiot!
He walked back to the men's quarters, but instead of climbing back in his bed, he snatched the blanket from Sanji's usual hammock and travelled back to the kitchen, he wasn't doing this because he cared, there was no way in hell. It was only because the damn shitty cook might catch a cold, plus, he and the rest of the crew were - probably - in the wrong for not even trying to tell him.
He tip toed up to the sleeping blonde and gently placed the blanket on Sanji, covering his entire body.

"I will definitely..."Zoro blinked, staring down at the blonde who had muttered.
"...find that sea one day..."
Zoro didn't move a muscle nor breath, had Sanji woken up? Had he woken him up?
After a few seconds of playing 'How long can I be a statue for?', he realised it was just sleep talking. Damn fucking cook scared the shit out of him.
He gently moved away and sat beside the blonde's head, listening in on his dream. What was it about? Not that he cared, he was just...a little curious.

"...It's my dream..."

"Heh, and I thought seeing ladies was your dream, stupid!" Zoro talked back, knowing full well the blonde couldn't hear him talk.
"...I can't let them kill me..."
Zoro's ears piqued with interest. "Who cook?" Just who was trying to kill him in his dream? Was it someone they knew?
"...these goons..."
Sanji flinched in his dream, his peaceful face contorting into pain. Zoro leaned forward, closer to the blonde, his hand pushing his hair out of the way. He hesitated in shaking the blonde awake, maybe if he listened he might hear Sanji's regret and then could tell the blonde so he could get his memories back.
"Like I'll die, I need to get to all blue..."
Zoro's eyes widened as he saw a few tears slide down Sanji's face. What was the cook dreaming about that he was crying? Had something happened to him before that was traumatising?
"I can't die...by these pirates..."

Zoro frowned, he almost died because of pirates? Was this recently? Was his dream about the other day? But, there have been a lot of near death experiences after all they were pirates...

He watched as Sanji twisted and turned, his breathing becoming shallow as he gasped for breath. No, he couldn't listen anymore or watch, he had to wake him up.
"Oi, oi! Sanji! Wake up!" He grabbed him roughly and shook him awake, causing him to wake up suddenly, blue eyes shot wide open. Sanji gasped for breath, sucking the air into his lungs like a vacuum.
"Zoro.." He mumbled as he calmed himself down slowly, looking around the room as he did so.

"It's alright, it was just a nightmare...of the other day...so calm down" Zoro spoke awkwardly, trying to sooth the cook. He really wasn't use to all this comforting and soothing thing. It wasn't his forte.
Sanji wiped at his face. "No, I-I was a kid..."
Zoro looked at him, silently telling him to carry on.
"I - I was on this cruise ship, wanting to be a cook of the sea someday and I was just helping out but it got attacked by pirates and...and I was drowning..."
"A memory?" Zoro asked crossing off the idea of it being the events from the other day.

"I think so..." He looked at his shaking hands. "I don't know whether to be happy or not..."
"Be happy, you got a memory back, right?" Zoro grinned at him, whether it was a scary past memory or not, to have one back was something to be happy about.
"But how do I know it's real?"
"Sometimes, the mind has dreams from a traumatic experience, usually when something reminds you of that time..." He looked at the shaking blonde. "your body is reacting to it so I'd say it's real..."

"The photos and...all blue..." Sanji whispered, holding his hands together to stop the shaking. Zoro opened his mouth to question about the photos but Sanji had spoken first when realisation had kicked in for him as he noticed that he was wrapped in a blanket. Had Zoro brought it here for him?
"Why are you here, Zoro?"
"You weren't in the room..." Zoro answered quickly, forgetting about what he wanted to ask.
"I didn't know where it was..." This answer slightly annoyed Zoro.
"That's when you're meant to ask shitty cook! You'll catch a fucking cold here! Just how dumb are you?!"
"Huh?! What did you just say, you grass head!?"
"What was that curly brow?!"
"What's wrong with my brow?!"

They both 'tsked' their tongues, roughly snapping their heads away from each other.

"It's too curly..." Zoro muttered under his breath.
Sanji turned and glared at the back of the swordsman's head. He decided to ignore the insult and decide there was something better to say instead of insults.
"Thanks..."
"Huh?"
"For the blanket..."
"Uh, yeh, it's...uh...okay?" Damn, hearing a thank you from Sanji was too damn creepy.

"Want a drink?" Sanji asked, getting up from the seat, the blanket still wrapped around his slender frame. It was cold tonight so maybe a warm drink?
"Sake?" Zoro asked hopefully, his eyes lighting up.
"Too early in the morning, Marimo." he laughed playfully. There was a pause as Sanji cluttered around in the kitchen.
"Say that again?"
"Marimo?"
"Again.."
"Marimo...?"
"Again!"
"Marimo!"

Sanji glared at him warning him that it was enough, but his glare softened at the smile that was thrown at him. The smile was better than the scowl he had seen the green haired man have usually.
"Earlier...when I thought you were gone, I never thought I'd hear that again..."
Sanji remained quiet. Everyone must have had a shock when they thought he had died, even Luffy had mentioned it earlier to him.

"What made you want to call me Marimo?"
Sanji bit his lip thoughtfully as he finished making the tea, leaving Zoro to wonder if he was actually going to answer him. He carried the drinks over to Zoro and sat down beside him, handing him his drink where he finally answered.
"It just rolled off my tongue, it was automatic..."
Zoro blew at the cup, nodding, he was just slowly remembering things then. It kind of made him happy that, what he remembered so far, was about him.
"How did this crew begin?"
"It's a long story..." Zoro mumbled, having a quick flashback of it.
"And I've got time..."

He smirked, "Alright then, when I met Luffy, I was tied to this post in the marine courtyard for three weeks, no food or water. I was trying to finish a deal with some little shit-head called 'hippopotamus' and then Luffy, being the crazy kid he is, climbed over the Marines wall just to talk to me about joining his crew. He wouldn't listen to reason, heck I was a pirate hunter, but he got my swords and as long as I fulfilled my dream, I didn't care. So that's how I joined and it began."
"That's one way to summarise it all..."
"I'll continue then. We set sail after defeating the marines, just to add in, we were unbeatable. But then a bird ate him, and I had to chase him with the boat but somehow we ended up in this village and we met Nami, a cat thief. I saved Luffy and Nami, then we all saved the village from a big nosed clown man thing"
"Haha! A clown?"

Zoro chuckled, "Yeah, thinking back on it, it was really stupid. He could even split his body into parts!"
"Woah, wait! Into parts!?" A blush appeared slightly on the cook's face as his mind travelled to ideas on how the body would slice into pieces.
"Get your head out of the gutter cook!" Zoro coughed, hiding the slight crimson he had on his face too, after having realised what the man had been thinking about. That kind of thought had never occurred to him before.

"Then, again, we set sail to another village that Ussop lived at. There was this plan by this Kuro cloud-doru guy with cat claws, we defeated him like always and then got a better ship from this girl Ussop likes, and so he joined our crew."
"So thats four members. Wait, so you fought a cat?"
"Yeah, and a bunch of other cats, Ussop and Nami gave them little star treats."
Sanji laughed, sipping his drink, imagining all these fluffy cat's.
"Anyway, let me continue! Stop interrupting! We sailed yet again, to a floating restaurant, where we met you. First image we saw of you, was holding a bloody guy by the throat. I fought Mihawk and lost, the restaurant got damaged and you joined us. Huh? Whats wrong?"

Sanji was frowning at this part of the story Zoro was telling him. He didn't remember it, nor did it trigger anything in his mind but he thought back to the picture he had seen of him on a platform with others in chef uniforms. So that had been a floating restaurant?
"No, nothing"

Zoro continued to speak into the meeting with Chopper, that was until he felt a light thud on his shoulder. He turned to look at Sanji who had fallen over in slumber, his head resting onto his shoulder. His face was peaceful as he slept soundly and contently; his chest lifting in a steady rhythm.
Zoro felt his heart flutter slightly, trying to climb up his throat and escape from his chest, he gulped, pushing it back down.
His green eyes traced around the blonde's features. He never paid attention to how long Sanji's eye lashes were, how pale and smooth his skin was and how soft his lips looked. So plump...so pink...how would they feel?

He tore his eyes away. He didn't think something like that. That thought had not crossed his mind, it had not happened and he was going to refuse to admit it. The cook wasn't attractive at all, wait, no one even said he was attractive!
Nope, nope, nope. Zoro wasn't even thinking he was attractive, no thoughts like that had even occurred.

He frowned, he wouldn't even be thinking like this if the shit cook hadn't acted so differently with him, so kind and talkative like they were buddies...yet Zoro had also joined in, actually no, he had started it by following him to the kitchen...

So, why was he acting differently with Sanji? Normally he would leave the cook be, not even bother with him, and yet, he was and he was enjoying it. Talking and being close to the blonde was nice when they weren't arguing, they actually got on quite well if they actually bothered to try.
He looked back at Sanji and slowly reached his hand out to the blondes face, his heart beating faster. He stopped himself, what was he doing? What was he going to do? He pulled his hand back slightly. Oh wait, that's right, he was going to push Sanji away from him. He gently lifted Sanji's head up, and pushed it away only to have him fall back on his shoulder.

He sighed, deciding to leave Sanji like that, he was comfortable right?
If anyone asked, he wasn't enjoying it.

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