It took Zoro nearly an hour after Chopper had finished treating Sanji to get the blonde back home. He kept dragging his feet and crying like he had just went through some major trauma. Zoro would just roll his eyes every time the cook would mumble something about evil doctors or sharp needles. The swordsman still didn't understand what was so bad about getting a few shots.
Zeff greeted them at the door. He had stern and upset expression when the two came home. Zoro carefully made his way up the sidewalk, not sure of why the older man was so upset. Sanji never saw Zeff and continued to stagger his way up the walk in front of Zoro with tears streaming down his face.
"Where were you two at so late?" Zeff grumbled angrily.
"*sniff* needles… shitty evil doctors *sniff* fucking pointy objects *sniff* I fucking hate *sniff* shitty hospitals and *sniff* doctors…" Sanji mumbled as he passed the older man, successfully pissing him off.
"Zoro, what the hell is this about?" Zeff eyed the swordsman accusingly.
"Well, you see… Sanji and I went to the park for a while and he saw some cute girls and went frolicking after them. He wasn't watching where he was going and tripped over a rock. The idiot landed right in the rocks and ended up cutting himself, so I took him to my friend who is a doctor to patch him up." Zoro completely made the story up on the spot and kept a completely neutral face so the older man wouldn't ever notice.
"How many times do I have to tell that stupid eggplant to watch what he's doing?" Zeff mumbled to himself before turning into the house. He just accepted the story with zero questions and believed the swordsman the whole way through. Zoro followed with probably one of the dumbest looks on his face.
He hid his surprise behind a mask the moment Koshiro stepped into the room to ask what took them so long. Zeff explained the story as Zoro made his way up the stairs and into his bedroom. It was about time for him to go to sleep so he could be up for school tomorrow. As he slid into the room, he noticed the evident blonde puff on Sanji's bed.
It looked so out of place in the dark room. Zoro slid past the cook's bed and to his dresser. He took note that Sanji had indeed managed to change before he fell asleep on top of the covers. Zoro sighed in defeat as he slid over to the cook's bed and gently yanked the covers out from under him and laid them on top of the sleeping blonde before heading into the bathroom to change.
'Wait, when did I ever start changing in the bathroom?' Zoro thought to himself as he slid out of his clothes and into a pair of soft sweat pants. 'I guess it was after he came…'
The swordsman quietly slipped out of the bathroom and into his bed. It was kind of unsettling that Sanji barely made a sound when he slept, but that might be from the trauma of his childhood. Zoro had never met his parents, so he wouldn't know how it would feel to lose them so fast. He shifted around in his bed until he stared at the wall. Tonight was probably going to be a long night for him.
~!~
Zoro had been called from the door to the dojo for breakfast. After the first incident, Sanji never stepped foot in there since. The swordsman grumbled a reply as he put his weights into the storage room and flung a towel over his bare shoulders to sop up some of the sweat. He waltzed into the dining room like he owned the place and didn't give a shit if it was breakfast or not.
"Keep walking like that and I won't feed you." Sanji's voice chided from the kitchen and Zoro walked normally the rest of the way to the table.
"What is for breakfast anyway?" Zoro peeled the towel off his shoulders and tried to dry his dripping hair.
"Moss on a stick… what the fuck do you think? Eggs, toast, and bacon dumbass." Sanji growled as he brought a plate of food out.
'Why the hell is he still wearing that damn pink apron? Zoro thought to himself before answering. "You don't always have to make the same thing for breakfast…" The swordsman grumbled with a clearly irritated tone.
"What the hell? Get a god damn bath before sitting your shitty sweaty moss head at the fucking table!" Sanji sneered at the sweat that dripped off the swordsman. "I don't want to have to clean it off the fucking table later!"
"I'm hungry, what do you expect me to do?" Zoro thought for a moment before standing up out of his chair.
"What the hell are you doing, shit head?" Sanji was no in grabbing distance as he placed the plate down on the table.
Zoro let a sly smile slip and the cook cringed. Then the swordsman grabbed the cook in a hug and wiped his sweaty forehead in the other's hair.
"Gross! I don't want your fucking moss juice on me shit head!" Sanji screamed as he tried desperately to peel himself away from Zoro.
Zeff and Koshiro came down stairs to see what the commotion was all about only to find their sons hugging, unwanted or not. The two older males turned around as fast as they could and high-tailed it back to their bedrooms the moment Sanji caught sight of them and started to cry out for help. Zoro's upper body strength held the cook in place as he desperately clawed at the other man's chest and face.
"Fucking get off of me already!" Sanji cried out angrily.
Zoro was taken aback when he felt the cook shift and practically do a back bend in his arms. Sanji's hands hit the ground flat and he pulled his legs along with the rest of his body, causing Zoro to whip through the air with them and land on his back. As the swordsman caught his breath, he felt Sanji start slipping through his grip. He squeezed a bit tighter to keep him in place, earning a squeak from the startled cook.
"What was that supposed to be, a mouse?" Zoro teased as he held on even tighter.
"Shut the fuck up marimo!" Sanji squealed as he tried to wiggle out further by placing his hands on the swordsman and shoving as hard as he could. The cook got out to his waist before Zoro tightened his hold once more.
Sanji huffed in annoyance and exhaustion at the whole charade. It had been about ten minutes since the whole thing had started and it was already getting tiring. Zoro smirked as he held on a bit tighter and dragged himself and the cook off the floor. The blonde squealed again as his toes came off the floor. He wiggled around a bit more to try and get loose, but to no avail.
"Put me the fuck down!" Sanji roared.
"No way! This is too much fun!" Zoro laughed.
"Fucking put me down!" Sanji tried to kick at the swordsman. "I need a fucking bath now that you put your disgusting moss juice all over me!"
"You do realize just how wrong that sounded…" Zoro smirked.
"That's not what I meant and you fucking know it!" Sanji growled as his face turned beat red with embarrassment.
"Hmm, sure~…" Zoro dragged out and squeezed a bit tighter.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow! Put me down! Put me down!" Sanji howled in pain as the swordsman squeezed a bit too much.
Zoro dropped the cook when he realized that he had hurt the blonde. Sanji stumbled forward into the green-haired man's chest as he lost his footing and doubled over in pain. The swordsman gripped his shoulders lightly to keep him from doing a face plant into the table next to them. They stood in silence for a few seconds before one of them even dared to break the awkward silence.
"Sorry…" Zoro mumbled. "I forgot about that."
"Shut up moss brain!" Sanji growled threateningly.
Zeff and Koshiro came stumbling down the steps to see what had happened. When they heard the pained screams from the cook, both of them rushed to get down the stairs.
"What the hell happened?" Zeff grumbled out.
"Nothing much… I just squeezed him a bit too hard." Zoro smirked playfully and the cook glared at the swordsman.
"Oh, ok… I guess we're heading back to bed now. You have about an hour before you both have to leave for school, so try not to get carried away." Koshiro turned and calmly walked back up the stairs with Zeff taking suit not long after.
"I'm going to go take a bath…" Sanji mumbled as he pushed off the swordsman's chest and headed for the bathroom.
"I need one too so don't take too long!" Zoro growled before a smirk played across his lips again. "Otherwise I'll have to come in and take one anyways."
"Don't you fucking dare or I'll rip your god damn entrails out and fucking feed them to you!" Sanji cursed as he wobbled away a bit awkwardly.
~!~
The two of them got to school on time, though Zoro never got a true bath. He had to hose himself off in the backyard because the cook used up all the water and wouldn't leave the bathroom until his hair was completely dried and fixed up. Zoro had rolled his eyes at the cook's antics, but left him go anyways. Entrails weren't one of the top items on his favorite lunch menu today.
On their way to school, Sanji insisted on saying good morning to every female they saw. The cook's constant wiggling and "proper etiquette" speeches were getting on his nerves. It was either that or the way that the cook pretended that he didn't exist every time a woman got in the blonde's line of sight. Zoro walked into the classroom with a very pissed off expression and that he didn't want to be here right now and would rather be off killing someone.
"Zoro~! Can I have a word with you?" Nami poked her head inside of their classroom during lunch break and spoke softly so that the blonde wouldn't know that she was there.
"What the hell do you want witch?" Zoro grumbled with a hint of irritation sliding into his voice.
"Can you bring that blonde friend of yours to the student council office later? We have something that we'd like to ask you two~." Nami hummed as sweetly as she could.
Zoro watched the girl's actions closely before speaking. "If you want money, I don't have anything to give you…"
"What the heck is wrong with you? I don't want money, though it would be nice, we just have something to ask you two!" Nami fisted the swordsman's head angrily before stomping off. "Be sure to be there after class!"
~!~
The last bell had rang and Zoro sat sleeping in his chair. Sanji saw to it that he saw off all of the girls from the school building before picking his way back up to the classroom. Zoro was exactly where he had left him. It had been a rather long morning in the bathroom steeling his nerves so that the swordsman wouldn't ever know that everything he did had ever affected Sanji.
"Shit head, wake up! School's over dumbass!" Sanji scoffed when he noticed that Zoro was not going to wake up.
"Zoro~!" Sanji poked the swordsman's cheek playfully when he realized that waking the man was out of the question.
After a few minutes of one-sided harassment, Sanji made himself content by sitting on the desk that Zoro had his face plastered too. He made sure to sit on it enough that he wouldn't fall off, but not so much that he would touch the swordsman.
~!~
Nami stomped down the hallway with Robin following at her heels with a much calmer attitude. Zoro was late, real late. It had been about an hour or so since school had let out and she knew that the blonde wouldn't just let Zoro drag him around the school that long, looking for the student council room. She almost slammed the classroom door open angrily, only to hold the door still when she saw the sight before her.
Sanji had moved himself off the desk and into the seat in front of the swordsman. The blonde sat on the seat backwards, facing Zoro. He had fallen asleep in the same position that Zoro was in, so that they looked like they mirrored each other. Nami took a few tentative, quiet steps into the room before smirking evilly and pulling out her phone. She snapped a few pictures from different angles for blackmail later before waking the swordsman up by banging her fist on the top of his head.
"What the he-" Zoro hollered before being cut off by Nami's hand. She made a motion towards the desk he was sitting at before removing her hand from his mouth.
Zoro took notice to the sleeping blonde and lowered his voice to a hushed whisper. "What the hell do you want witch?"
"I told you to come to the student council room after school, remember?" Nami growled in the same hushed tone.
"I fell asleep…" Zoro stated with a bored expression before turning his attention to the blonde sleeping in front of him.
"Since you didn't make it on time, I'm automatically putting you into the student council's disciplinary committee without your consent and my full rights." Nami explained.
"You can't do that!" Zoro growled back.
"Oh… yes… I… can~" Nami sang out cheerily as she showed him her new photos.
"No way…" Zoro stared at the photo unbelieving. "Can you send me a copy of that?"
Nami stared at the swordsman blankly before replying in a weak voice. "Sure…" Robin chuckled to herself quietly as Nami's plan to use the picture as blackmail backfired.
"You know, swordsman-san, if you would have come to the committee room on time, you and cook-san here would have had a choice." Robin chimed in quietly.
"I'm glad I didn't." Zoro smirked as his phone let out a weak tinkling sound. "I get this instead."
~!~
Nami sighed in defeat after a couple of minutes of completely awkward silence. She turned and walked out of the room with Robin quietly, leaving the swordsman alone with the sleeping blonde. It didn't take him long to carefully lift Sanji out of the seat and carry him bridal-style out of the room. He silently made his way out of the school building and started heading towards the house. The blonde seemed to be more exhausted than he was and it was probably because of the events of the last few days.
They arrived home in less than ten minutes. Koshiro stared at him questioningly before heading out into the dojo to start one of his classes. Zeff had gone back to the Baratie to check up on some things and cook for a while. Zoro carried the sleeping blonde up the steps and into his bedroom. He carefully pulled back the covers on the blonde's bed and laid him down.
Zoro slipped Sanji's shoes off and placed them by the door so he would remember to take them back down the steps with him. The cook's school jacket came next in the equation. He laid that on the blonde's dresser so that he could find it later before pulling the covers gently over him. It didn't take the swordsman long after he had taken Sanji's shoes back downstairs to come back up and crawl into his own bed for some extra sleep. When Zeff came home and didn't see them, his mind went straight to what they were doing in the dining room this morning and he decided not to go looking for them.
~!~
Sanji awoke the next morning with a blaring headache. He practically crawled out of his bed at three in the morning. His internal clock was forever stuck on that time as a time to get up and get ready from his days working at the Baratie. Zoro shifted in his bed, but did not wake up. 'Sometimes that moss can sleep like a moss covered log…' The blonde thought to himself before practically dragging himself down the steps and into the kitchen to make breakfast and their bentos.
Zoro's alarm went off at five and he slowly slid out from under the covers. He yawned as he headed for the door, taking note that the cook was indeed out of his bed. The swordsman found Sanji sitting at the table with his temple pressed to the table. Two plates of food sat in their normal spots at the table, but had not been touched.
"What the hell's for breakfast this morning?" Zoro grumbled rather loudly as he sat in his seat.
"Shut the fuck up and open your shitty eyes damn moss." Sanji growled into the table's surface.
"Oi, what's wrong with you, shit cook?" Zoro poked the blonde's head.
"…headache…" Sanji mumbled into the table softly.
"Did you take some pain killers? Or did you lose your way?" Zoro teased as he stood up.
"Shut up! I couldn't find any…" Sanji rested his chin on the table instead and pouted.
"They should be in the bathroom cupboard you know… I'm not sure how you couldn't find them." Zoro explained as he started heading for the bathroom.
"Idiot, the bathroom's the other way and I had already looked…" Sanji heaved a sigh as he stood up and walked the swordsman to the bathroom.
"I knew that…" Zoro furrowed his brow as he followed the cook obediently.
"Sure you did… even though you complain about Koshiro moving the bathroom around all the time~" Sanji teased and watched the swordsman's cheeks get a shade darker.
"He does! He moves it all the time!" Zoro snarled defensively.
"Then how do I know where it is?" Sanji inquired as they got to the bathroom door.
"You're in on it too…" Zoro glared as he stalked up to the cupboard and dug around a bit before handing Sanji a bottle of pills.
"These aren't pain killers…" Sanji raised an eyebrow questioningly as he eyed up the bottle of meds.
"That's where I hide the extra strength pain killers I get from Chopper so that Koshiro doesn't find them and use them all up without me knowing." Zoro explained as he crossed his arms. "That means that you can't be taking them every time you get a bit of pain from a bruised knee or something stupid like that."
"Like hell I would do that! Do you even realize who you're fucking talking to? I have gone with broken ribs and no pain killers, so don't even start with the 'I don't want you taking these for painful bruises' speech, I get it." Sanji growled before opening the bottle and popping two pills out.
"Alright, jeeze! You don't have to flip on me. I was just explaining what you shouldn't take them for." Zoro held his hands up in defense at the cook's little spaz.
"It sounded more like you were accusing me of taking pain pills for bruises!" Sanji snapped back before handing the pill bottle back to the swordsman.
"You never know…" Zoro placed the bottle in the back of the cupboard before shutting it and turning to the cook with a sly grin. "You are rather delicate."
"Sh-shut up! It's not my fault that you're a mossy gorilla!" Sanji snarled before high-tailing it back to the dining room with Zoro following along. His face had turned a bright red at the small statement and he didn't want to acknowledge the swordsman's words.
"So now you're accusing me of hurting you?" Zoro hovered over the blonde's back and placed his hands on the counter top as he whispered in the cook's ear while the cook was getting a glass.
"Yes!" Sanji had whipped around to yell at the swordsman only to find himself inches away from the green-haired male's face. "N-no…" Sanji whispered as he pressed his back into the counter top.
"Which one is it?" Zoro pushed against the cook slightly to press for his answer.
"Y-y-yes… you, you do… hurt me… sometimes…" Sanji managed to squeak out as he pressed further into the counter, his face turning redder by the minute.
"That just means all the more that you're…" Zoro pressed further into the cook until he could whisper the last word into his ear. "…delicate."
The swordsman smirked at the frantic beating coming from the other man's chest. He was too close for comfort and he knew that. Zoro was in the middle of enjoying his bout of harassment when he felt the cook's heart miss a beat and he stiffened. It was Zoro's first instinct to back away and look at the man's face to see what was wrong. Sanji's eyes had went wide and were staring past him with a shocked and embarrassed expression. Zoro turned around to see both Zeff and Koshiro standing in the doorway to the kitchen, staring at them with the same expression.
"I guess we'll leave you two here alone then…" Zeff muttered before briskly walking out the door.
"Umm… good morning, I guess. You guys only have ten minutes before you need to be out the door, so don't do anything… lengthy." Koshiro said with good intentions only to watch the two males before him pale drastically. "I'll be… um… going then!" He took off out the door as fast as Zeff had and made a break for the dojo.
"L-l-l-l-lengthy…?" Sanji sputtered as he tried to crawl backwards, on top of the counter, to get out of the swordsman's reach.
"That was awkward…" Zoro mumbled as he backed away from the cook and into the dining room to eat his breakfast. 'They weren't supposed to show up! I was having so much fun harassing him too!' The swordsman thought angrily.
Sanji stayed smashed against the counter, frozen at the sudden appearance and actions of his housemates. His legs gave out from under him and he crashed to the ground. The blonde sat there on the floor for about five minutes until he heard the swordsman leave the dining room so that he could eat his breakfast quickly.
~!~
Zoro and Sanji walked to school in an awkward silence with Sanji walking on the other side of the road. The swordsman smirked the whole way there as the cook constantly kept checking to make sure that Zoro was indeed still on his own side of the road. Sanji's thoughts kept replaying the scene from this morning. He walked silently in hopes that Zoro wouldn't say anything or try to make another move on him.
They walked like this the whole way into the class until Sanji had to sit next to Zoro as class started. He kept staring out the window and ignoring the still-smirking swordsman who seemed to be playing with his soul like it was a bouncy ball. Class ended with the lunch bell and Sanji being the first one out of his seat and across the room in seconds. Though he was immediately stopped at the door by Franky.
"Hey~ you must be Sanji-bro~!" The blue haired teen stood in an odd position and was actually wearing pants! "Nami-sis and Robin-sis sent me to fetch you and Zoro-bro. I'm Franky by the way!"
"What do those witches want, Franky?" Zoro came up behind the cook from what seemed like nowhere and Sanji tensed slightly before thinking about what the swordsman just said about two ladies.
"Who the hell do you think you are calling a lady a witch?!" Sanji drop kicked the swordsman as he turned around suddenly.
"She is! That bitch is a witch!" Zoro tried to test his case and lost.
"Who are you calling a bitch?" Nami punched Zoro on top of the head after Sanji had drop kicked him a second time.
"God damn witch, what the hell do you want?" Zoro rubbed his head before getting another drop kick from Sanji for his language.
"You remember last night, right? Your first assignment is to patrol the grounds during lunch~!" Nami squealed excitedly as she punched Zoro in the back for forgetting.
"I remembered! You don't have to hit me all the fucking time!" Zoro growled at the orange haired teen only to get another reminder in the form of a drop kick to the head about his language use. "You don't have to fucking abuse me either!"
"I have all fucking rights to abuse a damn shitty marimo bastard! Especially if he hurts a beautiful lady such as Nami-swann here~!" Sanji screamed in the swordsman's face before wiggling around and cooing at the navigator.
"What rights! All because you live in the same house as me doesn't give you the rights to hurt me!" Zoro snarled back.
"I make your god damn shitty breakfast every morning with enough fucking nutrients for a moss like yourself! I also do the god damn laundry every other fucking day so that your shitty ass has clothes! I do the fucking cleaning around the house after you've been through every damn room! I also get your shitty ass home every fucking day since you can't fucking seem to learn the way HOME!" Sanji listed out with not-so-silent words.
"Don't you fucking dare bring my inability to find my fucking way around into this conversation!" Zoro growled threateningly as he pointed a finger in Sanji's face. "I can't control that and you fucking know that!"
"I'm sorry that fucking moss can't find its god damn way in a bathroom!" Sanji barked back.
"I can find my way in the bathroom!" Zoro corrected.
"Oh, my fucking bad! You just can't fucking find your god damn way to the fucking bathroom!" Sanji snarled defiantly.
Both boys fought for a total of ten seconds before Nami smacked both of them on top of their heads and tied them back to back with rope. Who knows where she was keeping that. Sanji sat there with an irritated look obediently at Nami's request while Zoro struggled and struggled to get free before getting another fist to his head. Franky just stood there the whole time holding in a laugh and some tears.
"Franky! Bring them to the student council room while I inform the staff about this change." Nami ordered before stomping off.
Franky picked the boys up and they immediately began to continue where their fight left off at. They fought the whole way to the student council until Franky threw them onto the table in the middle of the room. Nobody else was there and Franky walked right back out. Both boys went silent as they were left alone in the dark, silent room.
"Oi, marimo… do you think anyone else is in here?" Sanji whispered under his breath as quietly as he could but still loud enough for the swordsman to hear.
"No…" Zoro spoke at his regular sound level, loud.
"Shh… what if there is?" Sanji hissed angrily.
Zoro smirked as he rolled his weight to one side, effectively sliding them off of the table and onto the floor. Sanji squeaked in surprise before biting his lip at the seemingly loudness of the otherwise quiet sound in the dark room. The swordsman landed on his feet and stood as straight as he could so that they wouldn't fall over and not be able to get back up. It took a few seconds for Zoro to spot it, but he noticed a part of the door hinge was awkwardly twisted back so that it pointed out sharply.
"Hey… shuffle along with me." Zoro grumbled quietly before shuffling his one foot out towards the hinge.
"Why? Shuffling around won't do us any good!" Sanji huffed as he too, had been looking around for anything to untie him from the swordsman.
"I found something to get us out of these ropes… unless you'd rather stay like this…" Zoro smirked as he felt Sanji shift weight and slide his foot out beside the swordsman's.
"Where the hell is it so I can kick your ass for that comment…" Sanji grumbled with a hint of embarrassment in his voice as he and Zoro started to shuffle with Zoro's lead.
"I'll be the one kicking your ass shit cook!" Zoro laughed as they shuffled across the floor.
"Not without your swords you won't be!" Sanji smirked knowingly.
"That's unfair! We're putting that duel on hold!" Zoro smiled as he answered back in a whine.
Zoro pushed himself against the door and Sanji on the other side of him did the same. They pushed the rope into the twisted hinge and Zoro started to slide down, the cook following soon after. One of the rope strands got caught on the hinge and started to pull. As they hit the floor in a crouch, the rope started to snap on the hinge, but a few strands were left that just wouldn't snap.
"Damn… it didn't snap the whole way…" Zoro grumbled.
"Ah, that's fine. I have an idea." Sanji twisted in the slightly looser ropes until he was in a good position. "Hold my weight for me, will ya?"
"Whatever…" Zoro acted as if he didn't want to do it, but he was getting excited at soon being free.
Sanji twisted ever so slightly until he could place a foot on one of Zoro's legs as they crouched on the floor. The cook crunched his legs up as much as he could to get leverage before pushing off of the swordsman as hard as he could. Zoro had to fight to keep his face off the floor as the ropes began to pull tighter. There was the telltale snapping sound and the ropes slid free loosely, sending Sanji stumbling forward.
"Shit!" Sanji cursed angrily as he accidentally ran a finger across the sharp hinge.
"What?" Zoro got off the floor and turned to look at the cook.
"I cut my damn finger…" Sanji hissed as blood ran down some of his hand.
Zoro took a step forward and grabbed the cook's hand. He licked the blood trail off of his hand all the way up to the wound before sticking the finger in his mouth. Sanji winced at the burning sensation as a blush made its way across his cheeks. The cook kept looking anywhere but the swordsman in front of him as he felt the other man's tongue slide across his finger in a caress.
"Saliva helps to stop the bleeding quicker. Water would just make it bleed more." Zoro mumbled as he finally slid the cook's finger from his mouth.
"I know what water can do…" Sanji mumbled. "I'm a cook, remember?"
"I remember…" Zoro slid away from the cook to give him some room. "You're a shitty cook, so I just thought…"
"Fuck off bastard." Sanji growled playfully in response to the swordsman's teasing.
Nami slammed the door open and into the cook. Zoro slid right in between the door and Sanji in order to save the cook from getting a door in the face. The swordsman also had to slide the cook to the side slightly so that the hinge wouldn't cut into his back as he ended up pressed against him from the force of the door. Their faces were only inches apart as the cook froze and Zoro's expression went dark with anger.
"Where the heck did those two go?" Nami pouted at Robin as she walked in.
"I wonder where they could have gone off to all tied up like that." Robin stated knowingly.
The door slammed shut behind the two with force, causing them to turn around. Zoro stood there with his hand on the door and a pissed off expression as Sanji stood smacked up against the wall where the door had been.
"You are a dead witch, bitch." Zoro growled out lowly, snapping Sanji back to reality.
"Were you behind the door? I'm so sorry for opening it so harshly." Nami cooed as she tried to wiggle her way out of the situation.
Zoro lunged for the girl's throat but was thoroughly stopped by a harsh kick to the gut. Sanji glared at him from across the room as he stood a couple steps in front of Nami. The navigator had backed up a few steps in fear of Zoro actually killing her for slamming him with the door. It wasn't for that reason though, Zoro was upset at the fact that she could have injured Sanji more than he already was.
"Oi, marimo… what the fuck did I say about manners and insulting a lady? Where the hell is my duel too?" Sanji pulled a cigarette out of his breast pocket and lit it up to ease his erratic heartbeat.
"You're not allowed to smoke in school, shit cook." Zoro smirked as he stood back up on his feet. "Maybe I should discipline you for that?"
"Like you can… I should discipline you for attacking another student." Sanji smirked around his cigarette as well.
Nami and Robin noticed the thick aura emanating from the two males and decided to take a few steps back. They slid as close to the wall as they could, knowing all too well that war was breaking out. The two males could destroy a whole block if left unattended for too long. There was also only a select few who could stop the two at their peak, only one residing in the school.
"I'm going to get my duel now, right?" Sanji shifted his weight defensively.
"Hell yeah…" Zoro tensed his muscles and lunged forward.
Sanji swiftly jumped into the air and out of the way as he flipped over Zoro gracefully. As his feet hit the floor, Sanji twisted his body and shifted his weight to one foot again as he swung a leg out at Zoro. The cook slid his hands into his pockets as Zoro ducked under his attack and tried to grab one of the powerful legs. Sanji shifted his weight again to follow the momentum of his attack earlier and he dodged the simple attack easily. Nami and Robin sat back staring in awe as the two boys dodged every attack, resulting in not a single injury between them.
Zoro pushed his foot down on the floor hard in a sword-user's stance. He reached for another one of Sanji's missed attacks only to be dodged and another kick thrown at him. The whole fight to the two boys seemed to go in slow motion. For the girls, it was like watching a race in person. They couldn't distinguish the two apart except for the blonde smudge and green smudge of color every here and there that would whip past.
They fought for approximately thirty minutes like that before Luffy slammed the door open. He glared at the two of them angrily as Sanji and Zoro ignored him completely. After noticing that both Nami and Robin were okay, he waltzed up to them and stood beside them to watch. Sanji and Zoro took notice of the raven, but didn't say or do anything about his sudden appearance.
"Why aren't you stopping them?!" Nami snarled angrily as she punched Luffy on top of the head.
"If you interrupt them, someone will get hurt. Plus, it's fun to watch~!" Luffy did a three-sixty with a smile as he sat down to wait out the so-called duel.
Zoro watched the cook's every move with interest as well as intent for an opening. Sanji watched the swordsman's every move with the same interest and intent. It was interesting to watch the muscles in the swordsman's arms and back ripple under his thin clothing. For Zoro, he watched the lithe form carefully, noting the strong, muscular legs that seemed to contradict the cook's whole physique. They kept dodging carefully as the duel turned into more of a complicated, fast dance than a fight to win.
Something, or someone rather, was flung into the student council room and right into the complicated fight. Luffy shot to his feet as he worried for his friend and the cook. Sanji managed to twist in an impossible angle that only he could twist into as he dodged the body. He somehow managed to snag his feet around the swordsman's midsection and draw him away from the fast moving object as well. They landed a little awkwardly, but escaped the massive amount of damage that they could have done to each other.
"ACE!?" Luffy yelled as his brother skidded on the floor.