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Watch me	By : RavenQuill Category: +M to R > One Piece Views: 4080 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Zoro was not a very gullible man. sure, his sense of direction was nonexistent, but he was always the first to sense danger to his nakama. No one had sharper eyes than the swordsman of the Strawhat crew.

That is why Zoro was the first to notice the change in the cook's behavior. First, he hadn't given it much thought. Sanji had simply been looking at him train at the back of the sunny while he smoked. Zoro was used to people watching him train, after all, his training was a few levels above what regular humans called a "work out".

It was the fact that the cook looked away instantly when Zoro looked at him that confused him. Zoro remembered how he had just smirked, of course, the chef wouldn't dare use his precious hands for something this rough. he would never become stronger than him.

But then it kept happening. Zoro started catching the cook looking at him regularly. over dinner. while he trained. Even when the engaged in their usual heated violent arguments. and always when he looked the blond in the one visible eye, the chef's eyes darted away avoiding contact completely.

It was starting to worry the swordsman. their arguments steadily declined, and so did all snarky comments and chatter. one day, Zoro realized he hadn't said a single word to the cook for three days straight. This worried him.

No one else seemed to notice any change in the cook, and even when Chopper was asked if Sanji was feeling down, the reindeer man was oblivious, and claimed that Zoro was just imagining everything. The whole thing was keeping the swordsman awake.

As Zoro lay on the grassy deck of the sunny, he tried his hardest to fall asleep. holding his swords dearly, the crew seemed to be fooled. They were used to Zoro's spontaneous naps, and Luffy and Usopp tried to walk silently around the swordsman. Their footsteps seemed to echo in Zoro's ears, he appreciated the gesture, but fought a sigh.

Then he felt it. That heavy feeling. He felt the burning stare drill into his body like a spear. It was on his shoulders, then on his waist, then back to his chest. He could almost feel the burning trail on his flesh. but despite the burning sensation, he couldn't sense any hostility what so ever.

He opened his sharp black eyes, staring right into Sanji's eyes from across the sunny go. The cook´s eye opened slightly in surprise and for a moment, the eye contact held. There was a tension neither one of them could imagine breaking. until the blond killed his cigarette and walked back to the galley, his eyes glued to the floor.

This strange behavior pulled at nerves Zoro never knew he had. He was so, angry, worried and insulted all at once. He tried to clear his mind, doing his best to fall asleep, but to no avail. The look on Sanji's face seemed to be burned into his eyes. that expression, he had never seen it before.

It was peaceful, a little angry, but sad, rather beautiful in fact. It confused the Marimo to no end. he had never seen that expression on the cook's face. and WHO WAS HE CALLING BEAUTIFUL?

Zoro face palmed as he stood up. He had always known that gender never affected his attraction for a person, but honestly, SANJI? no. He wasn't attracted to Sanji, he was just confused because the cook had ignored him for 3 days.

Not anymore.

Standing up, the swordsman stormed up to the galley, kicking the door open. "OI. COOK" If the ice had to be broken, he would do it himself. "I'm hungry, make me something to eat." anything to get that look off Sanji's face.

"It's almost time for afternoon snack" Sanji's voice sounded a little bit dead. "Just wait you idiot." then the cook kept stacking pancakes, without sparing Zoro a single look.

All alarms were set off in Zoro's head at the tone of Sanji's voice. Something was wrong, something big was going on.

"Oi, cook." Zoro stormed over to where the blond stood, grabbing the blue striped shirt collar. "Call me Marimo." The request was so absurd, so out of the blue, that Sanji stared at Zoro in slight shock.

"what?"

"Do it." Zoro felt a little better now that Sanji had looked at him. But it was still not enough. "say it."

Sanji's face flushed slightly as he struggled to get out of Zoro's grasp. "What are you talking about, stupid swordsman! let go of my-"

"Say it, and I will let you go."

There was slight silence. The cook stared at the floor, hiding his expression from the green haired man. "Why?" the blond asked, slight worry in his tone.

"just do it." Zoro kept a straight face, despite Sanji's strange reluctance to use that nickname. "Come on" Zoro was determined to coax the word out of the chef, he had never realized how important that horrible nickname was to him. "Dart board, curly brow, shitty cook, perverted-cook, -love cook-"

All of a sudden, soft pale hands seized the sides of Zoro's head, pulling him forward into the most heated kiss Zoro had ever received in his life. He felt the cook moan and grunt, tongue running against every inch of his mouth. Sanji kissed him like a drowning man gasping for air, saliva staining their lips as the cook possessively sucked on the swordsman's tongue.

After the shock had subsided, Zoro found himself sucked into the kiss. It just felt so damn good, and the taste of spices and cigarettes left a strange, bitter, taste in his mouth. He hesitantly placed his large hands on Sanji's hips, leaning forward to deepen the kiss, struggling to reclaim dominance in his own mouth.

Then Zoro's tongue wrestled down Sanji's, turning the tide over as it entered Sanji's mouth. The cook gasped softly, wrapping his arms around the thick neck of the former bounty hunter, desperate to close the gap between their bodies.

The kiss lasted for almost five minutes before they broke for proper air. Both men panted like they had run a marathon, the cook's hands shaking madly as he lighted himself a cigarette. His saliva stained lips trembled slightly as he inhaled the smoke, leaning on the counter for support.

There was a long, awkward, silence as both men regained their composure.

"what the HELL was that?" Zoro asked, more shocked than angry. He looked at the blond who glared furiously back at him, his glare somewhat less intimidating as it was accompanied with a blush and trembling hands. The blond opened his saliva-stained lips slowly.

"S-shut up. it's all your fault." Sanji managed to spit out angrily before he took another inhale of smoke. "J-just go away. leave me alone."

"Like hell I can leave you alone after that! What were you thinking whe-"

"I WASN'T THINKING. JUST GET OUT OF MY KITCHEN YOU STUPID MARIMO OR I'LL-"

The rest of the threat was muffled inside Zoro's mouth. Sanji seemed quite shocked at the kiss, taking a moment to realize that the swordsman's tongue was rubbing against his own. eventually welcoming the sudden intrusion, Sanji opened his mouth as wide as he could, killing off the barely half smoked cigarette as he sucked on Zoro's lips instead.

Then the substitute cigarette was torn from Sanji, leaving him panting and his chin wet with saliva.

"you said it…" Zoro panted next to Sanji's ear, his voice gruff and husky. "you haven't spoken to me for days…" the sound of three metal earrings chiming over the gruff voice sent shivers down Sanji's spine.

"Stupid Marimo…After this, you don't understand why I couldn't? you are an idiot…" the blond groaned as he pulled the larger man towards him, wanting another kiss. Zoro tore himself out of Sanji's grip walking to the galley door. A sting of remorse and sadness pulled at Sanji at the sight, causing his eye to cloud with grief.

Zoro slid the bolt, locking the galley door and pulling the curtains before the small circular window.
Sanji's heart jumped in joy he would never admit, when the swordsman turned towards him pulling off his own shirt as he walked across the kitchen in a few large steps.
"stupid cook…" He groaned roughly as he took his position in front of Sanji, allowing the chef to run his hands over his naked torso.

"I've been looking at it." Sanji said almost casually as he trailed long fingers down the scar on Zoro's chest. "It's been a part of you for almost as long as I have known you. But I've never touched it." The last word dissolved into a soft sigh as Zoro started working his lips and tongue down the side of Sanji's jaw and neck.

"You have wanted to?" This statement confused the swordsman, as the thick calloused fingers danced down Sanji's chest, stopping at the hardening nipples. "Tell me about it. Love cook."

"I didn't even know your name when you appeared in the Baratie. And then you went out to fight Mihawk for your dream." The cook softly ran his tongue over the scar, eliciting a small groan from the swordsman. "I started hating you then. You were ready to give everything up for your dream. while I had decided to give up on mine for the sake of the old crap-geezer."

"why should my dream influence yours?", the larger man buried his hand in thick blond hair

" Stupid Marimo… If you couldn't achieve your dream with all your determination, how was I supposed to?" Sanji moved slightly, allowing the former bounty hunter to slide off his jacket. "I'm glad you didn't die back them, third-rate-looser-swordsman."

"Just watch me, curly-brow." Zoro growled defiantly as he started unbuttoning the blue shirt. "I will become the greatest swordsman in the world, and my name with shake the heavens." The shirt was dropped on the floor, their bare chests meeting as they kissed again, more ferocity this time.
"I'm sure it will." Sanji wrapped his arms around the swordsman's neck, welcoming the thick, slick tongue into his mouth with his own. Drawing his nails over the back of Zoro's neck, leaving red lines that would be hard to explain later. sliding one hand into the short unruly green hair, the cook pulled at I, enjoying the feeling of the rough locks between his fingers.

Then he heard it, that familiar sound of his belt being undone. Breaking the kiss to look down, he could see tanned hands yank the belt open, reaching for the zipper.

"oi… I never gave you permission to-" The objection drowned when Zoro ran a rough hand up the throbbing bulge in the Chef's pants, cupping the already rock hard erection.

"I'd say you already did." The swordsman rubbed the palm of his hand teasingly against the bulge, causing a small groan to escape the chef. "unless you want me to leave."

Sanji gritted his teeth . Oh GOD that pissed him off. Sanji's eyebrow curled slightly harder at the tone, The bastard thought he had him on his mercy. Well he didn't. He might have fantasized about the bastard for the last week or so, but he was NOT on anyone's mercy.

"I didn't get to finish my cigarette."

Sanji's strangely calm tone set off some of the swordsman's alarms, causing him to look up curiously. calm eyes met, both darkened with lust. "and what do you suggest we do about-?"

With a simple unexpected kick to the knees, Zoro fell backwards, landing on his back on the floor with a heavy thud. "DAMN YOU SHITTY-COOK, I'LL CUT YOU UP-" Sanji ignored the threats, yanking down Zoro's pants, freeing the erection concealed inside.

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Chapter 2 is the second part.
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