[Fic] Motivation
Title: Motivation
Words: 300
Pairing: ZoSan
Topic: Heal (and maybe Relaxation, too...?)
Rating: K
A/N: Lame title is lame. Also, aevium, this might be your fault.
“It healed pretty well...”, Sanji blew out a streak of smoke through his nose.
“What did?”, Zoro cracked an eye open as he was spoken to, glancing to the side.
“Your scar”, the cook clarified, looking at the green haired man lying next to him, specifically onto his bare chest. “Does it still hurt?”
“It does”, the swordsman said curtly, closing his eyes again.
That answer put Sanji at a loss for words. To help jog his mind, he turned back towards the glimmering blue of the sea on the other side of the railings, and he took another drag of his cigarette. Though just as he let the smoke flow out of his nose and parted lips, Zoro spoke again.
“I don't want it to heal, or stop hurting. I need the itch to keep me going, to make me remember why I got this scar. To continue towards my goal.”
The cook glanced at the other man for a moment, his blue eyes under his blond bangs meeting two steely ones, and then he chuckled, before he stuck the cigarette back between his lips.
“Oi, what's so funny?”
“ Seems like you've thought long and hard about it. You've been waiting for this question, huh?” Sanji grinned down at the swordsman, smoke escaping his nostrils. “How long did it take you to com up with this? A month?”
“Shut it, curly-brow”, Zoro growled at the blond, looking irritated. And so very embarrassed.
“You're saying it took even longer?” Sanji faked astonishment. “You're so slow, marimo...”
The seriousness of the subject was soon out-tuned by swords meeting shoe-soles, and waves washing against the hull of their ship. The ship that took them closer and closer to their dreams.