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Re-read and Edited. 16/4/2014
Not promising it's better. I'm tired.

New word count: 3,831
Previous word count: 3,460

Chapter 13: Zoro's Nightmare

Sanji had ignored them all, ignoring the worried gazes of his nakama as he ran past them so he could escape to the bathroom; an area where they wouldn't see him break down.

He didn't want to be around them, especially Luffy and Zoro, not when he could feel his heart breaking into two. The new information he had learnt, that Zoro had oh so obviously told him, were exactly what his feelings were. He didn't have to say it out loud, it was clear as day and a plain obvious rejection to Sanji.

He slammed the door shut and locked it, just in time to stop the others from coming in and interrupting the isolation he wanted. The door being the only barrier between him and them, but it was enough, enough for him to escape.

Chopper began to knock frantically, ignoring the talking of the others who mentioned something about slicing or breaking the door open to get to the cook.
"Sanji! Sanji! Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Chopper continued to knock, "Please let me in Sanji so I check on your health." Chopper couldn't help but imagine the worse, was sanji terribly hurt that he didn't want them to see for fear of making them guilty for not being there? Just like when he had drowned and no one had saved him?

"I'm okay Chopper!" Sanji yelled back, knowing full well that everyone was out there, even Zoro. Zoro…Zoro who was so kind, so gentle, whose heart belonged to that of the captain.
"I'm just going to clean myself up." Sanji forced himself to say as he leaned against the door, slowly falling to the floor until he was sitting on the floorboards, his thoughts filling up with Luffy and Zoro together. He knew he was lying to the reindeer, but he didn't want to go out, not now, not when his brain had confirmed that he was in a one sided love.

"You can clean yourself after!" Chopper called again, continuing to knock on the door. "Please…Sanji!" Chopper was almost pleading now.

Sanji ignored the small plea. The more he imagined Zoro with Luffy, the more his chest began to squeeze tightly, as if someone had reached into his chest, gripping at his heart and attempting to wrench it out. He grabbed at his chest wanting it to stop, the pain slowly increasing at the movie in his mind playing over and over, never stopping.
Was his heart actually breaking? 'Cause damn, it felt like it. He bit his lip in an attempt to hold back his sobs, but the tears slowly fell, and so did his whimpers.

"Are you in pain Sanji!?…Sanji?" Chopper paused, only the sounds of the rest of the crew saying something about unscrewing the door or pestering Chopper that, as the Doctor, he should force the door open, that was until he shouted again.
"Everyone, leave! As the ships doctor, I'll handle this, so go!"

Sanji listened as the small doctor kicked them out of the room; slamming the door on the other side before coming back, whispering so only he could hear.
"Sanji, why are you crying?" The reindeer could hear it so clearly, so loudly, no one else would but he was an animal, his hearing was better than the others.
"My heart…Chopper, it hurts…it hurts." If he told Chopper, if he told Chopper the reason, would he stop the pain for him? Could he stop it?

Chopper began to panic, Sanji's heart was hurting? That was bad, very bad, he had to get in and check Sanji, especially if his heart was hurting, there was a number of possibilities of the reason his heart was in pain and all of them were critical!
"Sanji, I need you to let me in!"
A few shuffles could be heard on Sanji's side before a click; the door slowly opened, allowing just enough room for the little reindeer to come in. The door closed once more and was locked again incase any of the crew decided to come in.

Sanji turned to Chopper, tears streaming down from his eyes.
"Chopper, my heart hurts, it hurts so much!" He fell back to the floor once more as Chopper came running over to him, doing a double check on Sanji. He ran to the bathroom cupboard, taking out his spare equipment before dashing back to the blonde.

Chopper listened to Sanji's heart and his breathing. Everything seemed fine, minus a few broken ribs or so but his heart didn't seem like it was in any danger at all.
"Sanji, when did your heart start hurting?" Chopper asked finally, calming down from his own panic and thoughts of how critical it could be.

"Just now Chopper, with Zoro…" He squeezed his eyes shut, he had to tell Chopper because Chopper was the doctor and he would know what to do. "…I'm in love with him but he doesn't love me back and it hurts…"
Sanji continued to cry and realisation kicked into Chopper, it wasn't a physical pain of his heart but an emotional pain, a pain that he couldn't heal. There was no medicine that Chopper could create to help Sanji.

But, as a Doctor, Chopper had to help him.
He reached out to Sanji and hugged him, comforting the cook as best as he could, listening to the blonde as he cried heavily, which in turn made him cry as well until eventually, Sanji calmed down and the tears halted to a stand still, no longer flowing.

"I'm sorry Chopper…" The blonde apologised to the small Doctor, releasing him from his grip that he hadn't realised was almost choking the younger male.
"It's okay Sanji," Chopper smiled, "it's better for you to let it out, the only medicine for pain like that, is to let it out and talk to someone about it. I'm always here for you."
Sanji nodded as he looked at Chopper sadly, "Please don't tell them, please keep it confidential…" If Chopper told them, they would find out. Zoro would find out.
"Of course, I would never tell them if it wasn't comfortable for you."

Sanji smiled, grateful to Chopper.
"Let me bandage the rest of you up. I would ask you what happened, but the other's will ask anyway so-"
Sanji cut Chopper off before he could continue. "Can I just tell you, and you can tell them…please?" He couldn't face those two yet. He wasn't ready.
"Okay…" Chopper mumbled, taking out some antiseptic cream, cotton buds and bandages, slowly cleaning Sanji's wounds and wrapping them up as Sanji began to tell him.

"Those guys, I met them on the first day when I ran from you guys, they had promised to help me but then the guy said he wanted to see the many ways I could bend with my flexibility. I didn't know what he meant, I kind of still don't but I was scared so I ended up fighting them and running, they found me again in the village and Zoro and I had fought them." Sanji hissed slightly from the pain, "Then tonight, I lost Zoro so I came back to the ship, the light was on in the crows nest, but it was them. They had thrown one of Zoro's weight's at me and well, we fought." Sanji explained, not thinking there was anything more to say. Looking at the ship, at the bodies and at himself should really explain the rest for them.

Robin opened her eyes, looking at Zoro, so that's what was wrong with Sanji…
"Did you hear anything Robin?" Nami asked, they were all seated on the deck, waiting for Robin to tell them what she had heard in the bathroom with her Hana Hana no mi.
Robin decided to keep it short. "Doctor-san is treating Cook-san, he had asked what had happened. It seems cook-san had met those pirates when he first lost his memories and they were persistent on revenge. Or rather, they wanted to see how well Cook-san could bend with his flexibility…"

As Robin said this last bit of her sentence, her eyes were trained on the swordsman, watching for his reaction, and his reaction was indeed interesting. His anger was obvious and his eyes widened in shock and anger as he realised what that had meant. Robin knew what the swordsman was thinking, it was almost like she was able to see exactly into his mind; it seemed like Zoro had jumped to a conclusion that those pirates had done something to their poor cook tonight.
She was sure he liked Sanji, so why was Sanji thinking the opposite?

Zoro stood up suddenly, surprising the rest of the crew who were ready to ask some more questions as to what Robin had heard. He stomped around the deck, kicking the many bodies and throwing them off of their ship and into the ocean, not caring if they were dead or unconscious, they would have done the same to Sanji if they had half the chance to do so.
"Swordsman-san, what are you doing?"
"Disposing the trash." Zoro answered with a deadly tone, amusing Robin slightly, should she tell him his misunderstanding? No, she would let Swordsman-san think like that for a bit longer, it might come out with some interesting surprises.

Luffy got up as well, yes those pirates shouldn't stay one more second on the thousand sunny, they had hurt his Nakama, more than once, so he too followed Zoro's actions and began to rid of them along with Brook and Franky.

As Zoro made his way through the bodies, he finally found the shit captain of the shitty pirates that dared to take one step on their ship. Was this the man who had wanted to see how Sanji could bend? Was this the man who dared to think of him like that? Did he touch the blonde like that tonight, did he do…did he do that with Sanji?
Is that why Sanji ran to the bathroom? Was that the reason why the cook had used his hands to fight? Because they had stolen his…

Zoro looked at his weight, the weight they had used to hit Sanji.
Is that how they knocked the blonde out so they could do those things to him?
The more Zoro thought about it, the more pissed he got and more he began to feel sick.
He lifted up his weight that had obviously been thrown from the crows nest and down to the deck, before grabbing the enemy captain and hitting him with it, sending him far into the sea. If he survived, he wouldn't survive the next time Zoro saw him and if he did, he would wish he was dead.

Chopper finished bandaging the blonde, and looked at him as he stood by the door.
"Did you want to come out?" Chopper asked, giving Sanji the choice to hide a little longer or to come out now, that was of course if he was ready.
"Yeah," Sanji stepped out of the bathroom along with Chopper, the rest of the crew jumped towards Sanji asking if he was all right. He forced a smile on his face and nodded, his eyes avoiding two important people of the crew.

"I'm fine," Sanji gently walked past them all and towards the men's quarters, his long legs striding quickly.
"I'm just a little tired, so if you could excuse me…" Sanji trailed off from his sentence as he walked into the sleeping quarters, the door closing gently behind him, ignoring the worried gazes.
He made his way to his bed and climbed in, cocooning himself in his blanket.

It wasn't long until the rest of the male crew came in as well, all shuffling quietly to their own respected beds. Sanji quickly pretended to be asleep, trying to even out his breathing to make it believable. He could feel their stares and hear their quiet whispers to each other to be silent, mainly from the small Doctor.

And as he heard them all clamber into their beds and fall asleep minutes later, their snores not going unnoticed, Sanji could still feel a pair of eyes bore into him. As if waiting for him to slip up and show he wasn't sleeping, but Sanji wasn't going to, he was going to remain where he was with his eyes closed and ignore the burning stare.

The owner of the stare knew the blonde was still awake beneath those covers, no matter how still he tried to be, he knew. He wanted Sanji just to shuffle slightly, to speak to him and ask him if he really was okay, whether those things he couldn't help but imagine had been done to him, if those bastards had touched him…He could ask now and demand Sanji to stop pretending.

But for once, Zoro couldn't find his voice.

In the end, he shuffled himself and let sleep take him, the darkness seeping in the corners of his eyes…

Zoro was running...
He could hear his heavy breathing and the thundering thuds off his steps as he ran through the town, the buildings slowly growing taller and taller, stretching up to the sky until he was almost unable to see the dark sky above him. He pushed through the crowds, their heads turning to face him, showing him their masks with large smiles.
He could hear them sniggering, laughing at him each time he ran, each time he came to a dead end; they were taunting him.

He continued to run, ignoring the pain in his legs, ignoring the beads of sweat trailing down his face. He had to get there, he had to get there quickly, something was wrong; something terrible and he could feel it down to his bones.

He continued to run, running, running, until he saw it. Blonde hair blowing in the wind, standing in the midst of dead bodies and blood, two knifes on the ground as he collapsed to his knees. Zoro ran up to Sanji falling beside him.
"Zoro! Zoro!" The blonde cried, looking up to Zoro, his watery blue eyes staring up at him.
"My hands! Zoro, my hands!" Zoro looked down at the blondes hands, reaching out to touch them but stopping, watching the blood drip from them, he wanted to hope that that blood was the enemies and not Sanji's blood.

"Cook! You fought with your hands!?" Zoro shouted at him, he didn't know what to do, he couldn't move, his body wouldn't let him grab the blonde at front of him.
"I had to and now I can't move them you shitty Marimo!" Sanji's eyes became angry, glaring at the swordsman who flinched backwards at the gaze. He didn't want Sanji to look at him like that, not with eyes like he was the monster.
"You shouldn't have used them…why were you here?…" His voice was slowly disappearing, growing quiet the longer he stared at those hate filled eyes.

"I was looking for you! You weren't here!" Sanji screamed at Zoro who replied back slowly, his throat painfully dry.
"You can fight cook, you're strong…" Zoro knew he was right, Sanji was strong, he always got up and he always defeated his enemies. He's won against more than those pirates before, and he also got back up for more. They were on parr with each other.
"That's not me! Not anymore! I lost my memories, the memories you told me to give up on!" Zoro gulped, that's right…he had forgotten.
"Sanji I'm sor-"
"If you hadn't gotten lost, none of this would have happened. None of this would have happened! I would still have my arms!"

Zoro couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't look into Sanji's eyes anymore, at the hatred that was directed right at him. He didn't want it, he shut his eyes tight willing it all to stop. Sanji was right, if he hadn't gotten lost, if he had listened to his gut feeling, none of this would have happened.
"Sanji, I-" Zoro opened his eyes and Sanji was gone. He was at the edge of the ship being pinned by that pirate down to the deck. It was getting foggy, but he could see the large figure and Sanji's slim one. The large man's silhouette lifted Sanji's leg and he thrusted his hips.
What tore at Zoro's heart was the blood filled scream of his Nakama, of the one he loved.

"Get off him!"
Zoro screamed, standing up and unsheathing his swords…

Zoro sat up in a cold sweat. Fuck! It was a dream; just a fucking nightmare.
He cursed to himself quietly, two dreams of Sanji in less than forty-eight hours but this one, was the worst. It was a dream he wanted to erase.

He looked around the room and saw everyone was still asleep except for the blonde. He was paling, his dream flashing in his mind, where was Sanji?
He threw his blanket off of himself and jumped out of his bed running for the door, slamming it open. His eyes landing straight on the blonde who stood just by the railing outside the door, smoking.

The blonde turned to look at the sudden slam, watching as Zoro stood there, the sweat trailing down his skin and dripping from him.
"Marimo?" Sanji sighed, "Go back to sleep…" He turned away, looking back out to the view of the sunrise. He would have to begin cooking breakfast soon but before then, he just wanted to watch the morning begin peacefully.

The swordsman reached forward grabbing Sanji, forcing him to look at him and not at the sunset. He would be damned if he didn't speak to the blonde, to find out what those fuckers had done to him and then he would fix it. He would be there for Sanji, to help him through it.
"Marimo?" Sanji asked again, ignoring the feeling of wanting to shout at the green haired man and pull away. Something was up with Zoro, he didn't know what, but he knew he shouldn't get angry at him for being like this.

"Did that bastard fucking touch you?! Did any of them touch you?!" Zoro yelled at him, his shouts stirring up the rest of the crew from their own slumber.
"The hell? Of course, that's what you do in a fight…" Sanji frowned, seriously, what had this Marimo acting like this?
Frankly he was hoping he didn't have to see Zoro unless it was only for meals. Seeing Zoro just made his chest feel heavy and it reminded him who the swordsman really loved. He wasn't mentally or emotionally prepared yet.

"Don't joke with me! Did that fucker rape you?!"

Everyone was up now, slowly coming out of their rooms to see what the commotion was about. Not all too surprised who the people were, but more surprised about why they were shouting.
Sanji looked at Zoro as if he were crazy, as if he had been the one to have lost his memories of last night and had them replaced with the thought of…what? Him being raped?

"No! Why the hell would you think that?!" Sanji shouted back, imagining something like that happening to him from any guy but Zoro was repulsive, especially that large, toothy grinning pirate. It was a horrible thought.
"Because they wanted to see how well you could bend with your flexibility!" Zoro yelled once more, ignoring the fact the rest of the crews attention were on them both.

"Is that what that meant?" Sanji asked, his skin suddenly crawling with disgust.
Zoro slowly calmed down, releasing Sanji as he turned around slowly to see his crew, his attention on Robin, who looked like she was smiling. Realisation dawned on him. Robin hadn't actually said that had happened but that they had wanted to.
…Oh…he felt so stupid…

Zoro turned away from the blonde and stomped off, back to the men's quarters. He grabbed his clothes and stomped back out, ignoring the looks everyone gave him.
"I don't want breakfast." Zoro growled before continuing to stomp towards and the crows nest, climbing up and into it, disappearing into the room. Everyone sighed, did this mean Zoro was going to be grumpy for the rest of the day with murderous intent coming from the crows nest?

Zoro grabbed his weights, and began to lift them, Robins smirk still on his mind. That fucking woman knew Zoro had misunderstood her words, and she hadn't even told him the misunderstanding. If she had, he wouldn't have had that fucked up, twisted shitty dream.
He closed his eyes and breathed calmly lifting the weight high and low once more, Sanji's crying face appearing into his mind, his eyes full of hatred and his words ringing in his ears before the terrifying blood filled scream. He dropped the weight, he couldn't concentrate, not when the dream wouldn't leave him alone.

It didn't matter that Sanji wasn't raped by those bastards last night, that dream still felt real even if it wasn't. Everything else was real or somewhat real, Sanji had been covered in blood, Sanji had used his hands to fight and the only reason he had been on the ship, was because he had thought Zoro was there. If Zoro had been there, maybe he wouldn't have had to fight with his hands, if they hadn't arrived, the man behind Sanji would have gotten him, maybe he would have taken Sanji's hands then...
...and maybe then Sanji would have given him those eyes...those hatred filled eyes...

Zoro stood up, he couldn't be in here, he needed air. He needed to breath calmly and mediate. To rid of those images from his fucking nightmare.
He climbed down from the crows nest and sat down on the deck, breathing in and out, slow and calmly.
'Zoro! Zoro!...My hands!...I was looking for you!...You weren't here!...'
Zoro snapped his eyes wide open, reaching for his swords as Luffy suddenly pushed him from his meditation. He calmed upon seeing his captain smiling goofily at him.
"Go away Luffy..." Zoro mumbled relaxing once more.
"Nope, look at this!" Luffy pulled out a pen and paper, "this is you!" Luffy laughed loudly as he showed him his drawing.

Zoro frowned, it was a really bad drawing of him, it didn't even look like him. It looked worse than the shitty cook's wanted poster.
"Oi, oi!" Zoro took the paper and pen from Luffy. "If I look like that, this is you!"
Zoro held up his own drawing at Luffy.
"You gave me a monkey tail and ears!" Luffy shouted pointing at it in shock as Zoro burst into laughter. Trust Luffy to try and cheer him up and help him forget his nightmare.