HA! Jealousy
Title: Black Bruises and Gentlemen
Rating: PG
Word Count: 289
Pairing: Sanji =>Zoro, Zoro/??
Topic: Black
The dish cracked under the pressure of his harsh scrubbing, but he still didn't cease the cleaning. His dark mood couldn't progress past those black finger-tip shaped bruises on the back of Zoro's neck. The shitty swordsman didn't even have the decency to cover them, instead shamelessly flaunting them by, what Sanji could swear, eating even more hunched over than normal. Honestly, the idiot marimo couldn't find something a little less violent to fuck when they hit port. Sanji never wanted to meet this mystery woman, man, no it had to be a beast. There is no way anything human could leave those dark, black bruises on that living tank, not when Sanji had a hard time leaving anything with his powerful kick. Thank god they were only staying two nights docked in this town, he didn't think that shitty swordsman could survive a third with that monster. Actually, he probably couldn't survive a second. He needed Zoro...for back-up. What kind of gentlemen would he be if they were attacked by marines, pirates, and sea kings, and while busy with the two former one of the girls get hurt by the latter? Now is not the time for Sanji to be careless with his Nami-san's or Robin-chan's safety because of his hatred of Zoro. It was settled; he had to protect them by whatever means he could. With his new found resolve Sanji opened the door to the galley and spotted Zoro.
"Oi, shitty bastard, you're staying behind to organize the stores, if you refuse you won't eat for a week and no booze for three." Sanji called out before retreating back to the galley with a satisfied smirk on his face. The things Sanji does for love...of women.