This chapter's a bit longer. I hope you like it.
When Zoro woke his eyes widened slightly, before he looked up at Ace, who had a dagger in his hand that was aimed directly at Zoro's throat.
"Morning already?" he asked casually, yawning. Ace grinned and brought the point of the blade closer. Zoro blinked, then moved his hand slowly to wipe at his eye. Ace's smile widened and he leaned closer,
"You think you're invincible," he whispered. "But I could kill you, right here, right now." Zoro was unimpressed, but he couldn't deny that the dagger held at his throat did pose a certain threat.
"What do you want?" he asked.
"Who did you tell?" Zoro looked confused, his eyebrows furrowing. Ace groaned and asked his question again. "Which of your little friends did you tell about me?" Zoro laughed.
"None of them. I'm no idiot."
"What about the reindeer? He's a doctor. Isn't it obvious to him that you're unfortunately alive?" Zoro grinned back at Ace.
"Chopper's not exactly the best doctor there is," he lied. Zoro hated to downplay his friend's skills, but right now he was more interested in keeping him alive.
"Very well. I guess you're the only loose end, now." Zoro's hand clasped the hilt of the unsheathed sword that he had laid next to the bed in case of an emergency.
"Why are you doing this?" he said in trying to prolong the fight, and to get some answers.
"I'm not an idiot either, Zoro. If you should survive, I wouldn't want you spilling any of my other secrets, now would I?"
With that final answer Ace prepared to strike, but Zoro was faster. He hit the flat side of the weapon with his hand, and as Ace readjusted his grip, Zoro rolled to the side, the arm with the sword lashing out. It went straight through Ace, but it was enough to distract him. Zoro sprinted towards the door, when he saw flames shoot past and lick the curtains of the tent. In an instant the structure was filled with smoke. He turned to run out the back, but Ace was still in the way.
Zoro tried to dodge, but Ace landed a solid kick to the wound that only recently been stitched closed. He doubled over in pain. When he looked up Ace was gone, and the fire was surging around him. Smoke curled down his throat and he coughed violently, collapsing on the ground. Soot stung his eyes, and embers peppered his skin. He rolled out of the way, narrowly avoiding one of the metal support bars as it fell to the floor. Screams and shouts from outside rang in his ears, and he tried to focus, but it was too much.
As he gulped down more smoke he struggled to get up. He was too tired, exhausted. His chest was aching, and he could only see a blur of burning colors and thickening smoke. He lay on the ground disoriented and lost. Then strong arms lifted him up, and they burst through the flames. In the open air, with the moon shining down on the frantic group of pirates, Zoro could make out Chopper looking down at him anxiously. Twice in one day. Isn't saving people supposed to be my job?
Zoro tried to stay awake, but he could barely breathe, and his limbs were like lead, pulling him down into the realm of unconsciousness.