Zoro woke up in some sort of cart, on a comfy seat. He could hear music coming from the sides, music and language he didn't understand.

''oh, you're awake!'' a voice came from in front of him.

Zoro looked at where the voice came from. There was a man around 30 years old sitting there in front of a wheel he was holding. The man had black hair with yellow eyes. He was wearing some sort of uniform Zoro didn't know what it was for, but who cares, he doesn't judge people for what they wear.

''Eraser Head said you just fell unconscious out of a sudden, and so he asked me to bring you to the police station so we can ask you questions.''

Zoro didn't know what a police station was. but at the moment he was going to ask, he noticed something was wrong.

''Oi! Where are my swords? '' Zoro asked.

''in the trunk.'' the man answered while slowing down and parking at a building where zoro could read 'police station'

The man got out of the cart-like machine and got to the back, opening what zoro figured was the trunk to get zoro's swords. The man then opened the door for Zoro to get out. The swordsman grabbed his sword and followed the man. they entered the police station…

''Hey, Sakamaki-san'' the man said to the receptionist, ''i'm bringing in someone for interrogation''

The receptionist looked at the man with a curious look. ''who are you talking about?'' she asked.

''I'm talking about…'' his words stopped when he saw no one behind him.

At that moment, passerbys jumped as a shout could be heard from the police station.

''AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! WHERE'D HE GO. I SWEAR HE WAS BEHIND ME JUST A SECOND AGO!''

And of course, as you probably figured out, our swordsman got lost while following someone… for 30 seconds!

''where'd that guy go, i think he was walking to fast.''

Zoro was walking in a little empty street, his swords on his side. it was starting to get dark and Zoro really wanted sake. He stopped by a place that looked like it served sake and he entered. He was immediately hit with the scent of said drink. the bar was empty except for one guy with pale blue hair on some sort of visual transponder snail, but without the snail, or something to even project on the thing, and someone made out of black mist behind the counter. With a smirk on his face, he put some berries on the counter.

''give me the best sake you have.'' He said.

the bartender turned around to narrow his yellow eyes in the middle of his misty face.

''I'm sorry, but we don't accept whatever currency this is.'' he said.

''Huh, what do you mean you don't accept berries? What do you accept then?'' asked Zoro

''Yen.'' said the mist as if it was obvious.

''what the heck is ye…''

but zoro was cut off by a sandy voice from the pale blue haired man.

''hey, mosshead, i can't hear my game sound, quiet down a bit.''

''Huh, sorry'' Zoro started… Then his brain processed what the man said.

''what'd did you just call me?''

''Mosshead''the man replied.

Zoro sighed. Since apparently berries didn't work, he decided to leave.

Two months have passed and Zoro somehow figured out how to get yen, by working as a sword instructor at a dojo. don't ask me how he figured that out, we'll never know. he also figured out thanks to reading some stuff at a library, (god he hated reading so much, if only Robin was here, she would take care of that crap) he found out that he wasn't in the New World anymore. Or the Grand Line, or in the East, West, North or South Blue. Apparently, they didn't exist and he was now in some place called Japan… again, don't ask me how he had the idea to look into books for aid, but we never know what happens with Zoro, since he actually just got lost walking to find himself in the library.

''Zoro-Sensei'' a voice called out.

Zoro snapped out of his thoughts as he looked down to see the boy who was talking to him.

''what?''

''Why do you have three swords? everyone else as one.''

''That's how i fight.'' Zoro answered.

''Can you show me?'' the boy said with hope in his eyes.

Zoro smirked.

''If you can do a little bit of workout with me first.''

The boy's smile wavered a bit. in the two months Zoro started to teach swordsmanship, all the student and senseis learned that Zoro's ''working out'' was hell for everyone except himself, seeing how easy he was doing it and how much he was lifting… while doing standing push-ups… on one hand… with 300 kilos on his feet and 300 kilos maintained in a 90 degree angle in front of him. This was one of his main training sessions.

''I-I think I'll pass'' the boy said.

''Heh''scuffed Zoro before preparing the weights for his swings.

1 year had passed and Zoro started looking for some sort of way back home after 4 months… and he did not find any. He did, however, come across some information on the internet. The most intelligent creature on earth, a quirked animal named Nezu, was the principal of the prestigious hero school U.A. Zoro had learned from reading (he still hates reading, so it's clear) that people had abilities called quirks, it was like devil fruits. it gave people superpowers, said superpowers could be flashy, powerful and all, or as lame as being able to fasten the growth of your hair. and again, somehow, Zoro made himself a public registration. But back on the topic, by pure luck, Nezu walked in the dojo while Zoro was teaching some kids the stance to hold a sword properly. Zoro noticed even if his back was facing the door even if the creature silently came in thanks to his haki, but continued his lesson. When said lesson was finished, he walked towards Nezu.

''Good day, Mr. Roronoa''Nezu greeted.

''Just Zoro, Mr.''

Zoro also learned he had to be polite in some way… the hard way.

''I was looking for a new teacher for U.A. this year and while i was looking through candidates, i stumbled upon your file. after reading it closely, i found out you were looking for work.''

''and i guess you're here to ask me if i want to work at U.A.?'' Zoro asked.

Nezu nodded.

''depends which notion.'' The swordsman said.

''Heroics''

''No.'' Zoro said.

even after a year, Zoro was still a pirate, at least in his mind, he wanted to keep his freedom and did not want to be a hero… maybe not for the same reason as his captain, who does not want to be a heroes because heroes share meat but because he doesn't want to share sake… (so yeah the same reason but Zoro doesn't admit it)

''hmmm, how about combat training?''

Zoro perked up at Nezu's words.

''i was thinking of hiring All might for combat training and you for heroics, but i can easily switch it up''

''if you do that, i might consider it… if you let me do it my way.'' Zoro finished with a smirk that would scare anyone, but of course, Nezu was undisturbed as he nodded while clasping his paws together.

''well, we have a deal.'' Nezu exclaimed

A/N

Well, looks like Zoro got a job as a teacher at U.A.

but will he be able to reach the school on his first day of work in ten months? only I know.

Again, thank you for reading this chapter. I added a bit more from what I usually wanted to post to compensate for the time I took to rewrite. try to guess in the review who in one piece will appear soon. I will announce when they appear in the next chapter.

And with that done, I wish you all a good day and again thank you for reading.