Sanji sat on one of the seats in the dining room, lighting a cigarette, the blonde inhaled deeply letting the smoke swirl in his lungs, before exhaling. The blonde fell to the ground, the ship swaying dangerously, "We're under attack!" he heard Nami shout.
Standing up, the blonde took one last drag before stubbing it out and walking out of the kitchen. Dodging Usopp, who was running around screaming,he turned and looked at the enemy. It was a marine ship, closely followed by a pirate ship. 'Shit.' Sanji thought, running to the edge of the ship, he jumped off.
"Sky Walk!" Sanji said, kicking the air, he walked towards the marine ship. Landing on the ship, the blonde kicked the first marine beside him, the other marines noticing an intruder on their ship charged towards the blonde.
Sanji spinned on his hands, landing a kick on a few marines, he stood up, kicking two marines in the face, lighting another cigarette, he took a drag and exhaled it in the ace of a marine that charged at him. He waited till the marines had come close, before spinning once more on his arms, he knocked out all the marines that were near him.
Standing up, he stubbed out his cigarette, he sky walked to the pirate ship noticing Luffy and Zoro already there. He landed on the ship, kicking a pirate in the face, he walked over to Luffy kicking any pirate he passed by.
"Luffy," Sanji dropped a kick on a pirate's head. "What do you want to eat for dinner?"
"Meat!" the dark-haired replied, punching a few pirates in the face.
'I knew he'd say that.' The blonde thought, kicking some pirates in the face, he looked around the pirate ship. 'They aren't ending.' He thought, looking at the seemingly never-ending pirates that continued attacking them.
Sanji looked at Zoro, noticing the pirate creeping behind the green-haired swordsman, kicking the pirates that were in the way, the blonde made his way towards the swordsman.
Sanji waited for the pirate's attack on the swordsman, lifting his leg, he dropped his heel heavily on the pirate's head instantly knocking the pirate unconscious. "Oi, shitty-swordsman, you can't even protect your own?" the blonde asked.
"Huh?" Zoro turned to the cook, removing the sword between his teeth. "What are you talking about?" slicing a pirate across the chest who tried to stab him, he asked the blonde.
"I saved your back, marimo." The blonde kicked some pirates in the face, his back pressed against the green-aired man's back.
Placing the white sword between his teeth once more, the swordsman turned back to the battle infront of him, letting the blonde protect his back. They fought in sync, the blonde protecting the swordsman back letting the green-haired swordsman protect his back.
Luffy ran up to the duo, saying to the cook, "Sanji! I'm hungry!"
Lighting a cigarette, he took a drag before replying, "Yes, yes. Let's get back to Thousand Sunny, I'll make a snack.''
"Yeah!" the dark-haired said excitedly, stretching his hand to the edge of the ship, he wrapped his arm around the cook and swordsman, flying to Thousand Sunny, laughing at the protests of his friends.
Sanji hit Luffy on the head, "Don't do that!"
The dark-haired boy laughed, running to his long-nosed friend.
"Thanks." Zoro said with a low voice.
The blonde turned to the swordsman, "Don't mention it." He said, walking to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Shutting the door behind him, the blonde walked to the sink and washed his hands thinking, 'He thanked me.'
Zoro was sleeping, his head resting on his arms that were folded on the side of the ship. He opened his only eye slightly, following the cook with his gaze. The swordsman watched the cook, watched as the blonde called the crew for dinner. Shutting his eye, the green-haired man faked being asleep and listened to the cook's light footsteps as they came close to him.
Sanji squatted in front of the swordsman; he stretched his arm about to wake the green-haired man, instead of shaking the man awake, he touched the green haired man's exposed chest and abdomen slightly, feeling the hard muscle beneath his fingertips.
Zoro stayed still, feeling the cook's fingers touch his abdomen, climbing higher to his chest, the touch feather-like. Cracking one eye open slightly, he watched the cook hands travel slowly downwards to his navel. Lifting his eye, he looked at the cook's face.
Sanji continued feeling the swordsman upper body, unconsciously licking his lips, his hand wandered lower to where the green-haired man's haramaki was. Feeling the fabric of the haramaki on his fingers, the cook pulled his arm back, staring at the swordsman body in shock, before standing and walking quickly to the kitchen.
Zoro opened his eye fully, staring at the place where the blonde had squatted in shock. Standing up, the swordsman made his way to the crow's nest, aware of the eyes that he could feel following him.
Sanji slammed the galley-la door behind him, grateful for the lack of people in the dining. He walked to one of the dining room chairs, sitting down; he grabbed his lighter from his pocket and his pack of cigarettes. Lighting a cigarette, the blonde inhaled deeply, exhaling, he looked down at his fingers, remembering the feel hard muscle underneath his tips.
The blonde smoked his entire packet, remembering how his hand almost went under the green coat that the swordsman wore. He rubbed his face in frustration, remembering how disappointed he felt when he pulled his hand back, placing his head in his palms, the blonde thought out loud, 'What is wrong with me?'
Sighing, Sanji grabbed his ash tray from the table, pushing back the chair he went and disposed of the empty pack and returned the ash tray to its usual spot, checking if he had locked up the fridge, the blonde went to sleep.
Waking up the following morning, the blonde ignored all thoughts of what happened the previous day. He prepared breakfast, cleaning his kitchen utensils; he waited for his crew to wake up. The kitchen's door opened slowly, a sleepy Usopp and Chopper walked in followed by a hyper Luffy.
"Food!" the dark-haired man yelled excitedly, his eyes sparkling at the feast in front of him.
Sanji turned off the tap, drying his hands on the cloth beside him, he turned around and looked at his crew who were slowly filing in. His grip tightened on the cloth when the green-haired man walked in, yawning widely.
Zoro sat down next to Franky, his eye looked at the blonde who looked like he was about to rip the cloth in hands. Turning away from the blonde, the swordsman filled his plate with some rice balls and listened to some crazy story the long-nosed sniper was telling.
Sanji avoided looking at the green-haired man, laughing at the impression of Usopp that Luffy did, the blonde listened to the lie that the long-nosed sniper was telling the small doctor.
"I, Usopp-sama, took down an entire ship of marines with one shot!" the sniper said, his nose turned upwards in pride.
"Usopp, you're awesome!" the small doctor said, his eyes shining in respect as he listened intently to the story.
"Usopp, stop lying." Nami said to the long-nosed man.
"Eh? It was a lie?" Chopper asked with a disappointed tone.
"Hehehe." Usopp laughed nervously, placing a piece of strawberry on the reindeer's plate in apology.
Sanji smiled fondly at his crew, accidently looking Zoro's way to find the swordsman unabashedly staring at him. The blonde couldn't turn away from the look that was in the swordsman's eye, a look of raw, untamed lust.
Thanking the blonde for the food, the crew exited the kitchen leaving Usopp to help with the dishes. The blonde's mind was occupied with thought of the green-haired man's look, 'What was that?' the blonde thought to himself as he passed the final dish to the dark-haired man beside him.
"Bye Sanji! Thanks for the food." Usopp said to the blonde, exiting the kitchen, he went in search of Luffy.
Sanji nodded his head at Usopp, as he stood with his back facing the door. Gripping the side of the sink tightly, the blonde thought out loud, "What the hell was that?" "What the hell was what?"
Sanji startled at the question, turning around, he looked at the source of all his problems, "Nothing." He replied, turning his back to the swordsman and lighting a cigarette.