i see you through your eyes [fanfic]
Title: I See You Through Your Eyes
Genre: Angst/Comfort/Romance (somewhere in the lines of that)
Pairings: ZoroxSanji.
Ratings: Rated T but it's probably gonna be M later (in FF guidelines).
Summary: There is something wrong with Sanji's left eye. And somehow, it starts to behave differently for some reason...
Disclaimer: I'm not bright enough to own this master piece that is OP. Though if I owned Sanji and Zoro... Oh my.
Status: In-Progress
A/N: Aaaand, chapter VI. Guys, see you next time. Once again, sorry. Hope you like it :D
"What do you want?"
"Nami, I…Ugh. I'm not really good at this. But… I'm sorry?" - Zoro frowned. He wasn't really good at apologizing. He knew he needed to do it, though. The girl didn't really deserve his outburst, which only really happened because he was too frustrated. Yeah.
"It's fine, Zoro. I'll accept your apology in money too!"
"You…" - The orange-haired woman laughed and winked at him, which made the swordsman glare at her. Of course she'd charge him an apology. He really didn't know anyone as greedy as Nami. - "Witch."
"Tsc, Zoro. Do you want me to raise your debt?" - She smiled mischievously - "Apology accepted. I understand you were worried about Sanji-kun."
His constant glare was quickly replaced with wide eyes. - "Where did that come from woman? I wasn't worried!"
"Of course you weren't." - Nami gave him a weird smile, one he couldn't really place or figure out what it meant but he sure knew it wasn't a good thing.
Zoro kept still in his place - at the galley, that's where they were - while saw his orange-haired nakama leave him. He was still trying to figure out what just happened with Nami when he heard Usopp's loud scream. Instantly, he changed to mode alert and ran to the deck, only to realize the dumb sharpshooter was just mad at Luffy for breaking something he made. As usual.
Yeah. That was good though wasn't it? Things back to usual.
'It's really a while since something bad happens… It's probably not gonna last, anyway… '
…
Another place on the Grand Line, a big building could be seen by a small fisherman on the coast line. He found himself looking at the window, fixated. He would later swear to his wife and kids he saw a silhouette there. He'd swear its face was made of velvet and its smile had two souls. He'd swear he saw red-ish hair attached to that same silhouette.
His wife would tell him to shut up, to stop dreaming, and scaring the children: the building is long gone abandoned and the kids don't need his father telling them those ghost stories to feed their fantasies.
"Are you sure he woke it?" - A woman asked some other entity.
'Yes… I'm sure. Trust me as the person you once loved.' - Same woman sighed.
"Well, I need to be sure. I can't be waiting for him with all this and then he didn't wake it." - She turned away from the window sill and started to walk towards the door, on her way to leave the room. - "You know, I still love you…"
And as if avoiding such subject, said entity refrained from commenting on her last note - 'Are you leaving me?'
"I wish I could!" - Said woman sighed. Seemed like all she could do lately was sigh. - "I'm sorry. I'll be back later. Promise." - She held on to the door while she looked back at the face of the one who once was the love of her life. She tried to smile, even if she felt too tired for it. - "I'm so curious about the one who made him wake it. Aren't you curious?"
'I am. Think she's good?'
The woman's smile disappeared. Sadly, there wasn't a thing that could distract her from… it. She just hoped things would go well this time. - "Yeah. I hope she is."
That said, she left the room and walked towards the stairs leading to the backside garden of that ginormous building. She needed to clear her mind. As she walked down the stairs, a nauseous feeling was downing on her. Things wouldn't go as smoothly as she has hoped. Of that, she was sure.
When the woman opened the door to the garden, a tear left her eyes and rolled down her face. She didn't really think the sun was to blame for this one.
…
The cook was still lying down on the bed, looking at the ceiling. Sure the little reindeer was waiting on an answer but he wasn't so keen on giving him one. His little nakama wasn't ready enough to handle it. He'd be disgusted at how it really was…
"I don't know myself Chopper." - So he decided to tell. It'd be better to give him a half truth. A half-truth was enough. If the little guy could handle a half truth, maybe someone, someday, would be able to handle it whole. So he hoped. -"I know that it's genetic, because my mom had something similar. And I know it gives me too many headaches." - He looked at the little doctor and so far, nothing changed. He still had the same worried curious eyes looking perplexingly at him. - "And I have to treat it when… Uh… From time to time. Else it'll grow infected."
Chopper shifted a little in his chair and Sanji could see he was fidgeting but trying not to show. Goddammit, he should've just kept quiet about it… A sudden change in the kid's eyes.
"You ever tried to search about it?" - The cook conjured a surprised face. He wasn't expecting that… - "I mean… I'm sure you're curious about it?"
"I… yes." - The little doctor's eyes seemed to be popping out of his head as he looked wide-eyed at his nakama.
"So? What is it?" - He asked. And sure as hell the cook wasn't expecting this conversation to take this course. This was going too well. Almost so well it made him never really let his guard down.
"Well I don't know Chopper. All the searches I've done ended up in nothing." - A disappointed frown could be read on Chopper's face.
"If you want to… I can… I can help! I can make sure your eye stays clear from infection with good medication and… and I can help you search for answers and…"
"Wow, calm down!" - Maybe the cook had underestimated his nakama. Maybe they'd all be more understanding than he'd thought. But while he was someone who sometimes liked to take risks, when it came to things he was kind of afraid of, he really was more calculating than it'd be expected. - "Chopper, fine. I kind of… need your help with the medication anyway…" - He mumbled, as he turned his head away, back to looking at the ceiling. - "But let it go, ok? I'll solve this later… It's nothing you should worry your clever head with, okay?"
The reindeer giggled as he threw his little hooves up, holding onto his pink hat - "I don't need compliments, bastard! That does NOT make me happy!" - And after a full set of giggling and wiggling, Chopper calmed down - "I'll… okay. Help with the medication. No help with the searching." - He nodded, determined. - "But you better come to me, or else I'll kill you! Your eye spent way too much time without the proper medication!"
And Sanji believed him! Chopper could be a cute little thing as much as he could be a threatening one, when his patients didn't respect their healing process. - "Chopper you have to promise me you don't tell this to anyone. Especially Luffy and Zoro."
The little doctor hesitated and the cook closed his eyes, waiting for his nakama decision. - "Okay, Sanji. I won't tell this to anyone, as long as it keeps this way."
Sanji said nothing. He relaxed, smiled and, as Chopper ended their dialogue by stating he was going up for a bit and the cook shouldn't even think about leaving the infirmary without his consent!, he could only think about how he should figure this shit out before it causes him any more trouble.
God save him from losing his crew because of the shitty eye. Even if he had to take it off.
…
Things really normal on the ship. While they were all considerably less worried about Sanji's condition, since Chopper already did the favor of giving them the good news, Robin still had one foot on doubtful grounds. - "Robin!"
"Oh, captain-san. Something you want?" - Luffy bounced up and down around her.
"Nah. Wanna play?" - He asked hopefully.
Robin smiled at him but soon turned her sight to the horizon. - "I'm not really on the mood, captain-san. Maybe another time?" - She asked.
Luffy looked really dejected - "Owww! No fun, Robin!" - She smiled at him again, apologetically. He turned to leave her side, but before doing so, Robin caught him looking back, his eyes hidden by his hat. A worried frown on his face.
'He really isn't a dumb head, this captain.' - she then thought. She wasn't the only one feeling it then. Something else, something bigger. Something dangerous approaching.
Her next instinct, as she thought of the future, was to turn eyes in the direction of one sleepy swordsman. He did seem content, as the breeze ruffled his hair. Said swordsman sighed and drew a small smile. Somehow, Robin thought she caught him right in the middle of a really important moment in his journey.
The raven-haired woman looked once more to the horizon and decided to turn around, walking towards everyone.
As a lost feather of some seagull floated around Zoro's face, the swordsman felt himself slowly being pulled from his peaceful slumber. He was definitely dreaming about something. A place where he already had what he wanted. He was already the best swordsman in the whole world. He had stopped at a small island - which he somehow didn't know exactly where it was - during his trip and was currently eating a really well cooked meal. He was complete.
He shook his head as if disregarding what he had dreamt. Whatever, he thought. He got up from his resting place on deck and started to walk towards his training room. But first, a quick step to the bathroom.
The swordsman kept walking. Walking. Walking. Goddamit! It irked him to no end how they kept changing the doors! No matter how many he opened, the bathroom just wouldn't appear.
He was getting pissed up. Fucking bathroom, changing its place without warning a person! He opened one last door - Ok, this is the one! - already fuming!
"What the fuck, shitty swordsman!" - A voice screamed from inside the door. Which wasn't the bathroom again. Zoro was going to leave the place when something stopped him. - "The fuck did you have to do that?"
"Oi. Shitty swordsman. I'm talking to you. Or have you already lost your brain cells that you can't even listen to what I'm saying?" - Sanji was getting pissed by the second. Was the stupid swordsbeast making fun of him? Argh! - "Oi, are you ignoring me?"
Zoro kept still in one place. Sanji's alive. Oh thank god. - "Yes, I'm ignoring you, stupid love-cook." - He rescued himself from humiliation. - "The fuck are you doing there? You're so weak you can't stand up?" - He smirked as he changed to a more confident pose, leaning against the doorsill, legs and arms crossed.
'Oh that's it!' Sanji thought. The cook made move to stand up but his body didn't really want to. 'Goddamit, I'm really weak.' - "Chopper doesn't let me leave." - He dismissed.
Zoro only smirked even more - "Riiight. Well, shit-cook, have fun being weak." - The green-haired man finished, as he turned around and closed the door.
'Shit. Shit. I'm not fucking weak. Stupid fucking swordsman thinks he's better than anyone! Argh, at least falling could've stopped this pain.'
"You're okay Sanji?" - Chopper chimed in during Sanji's thinking.
Sanji was startled for a second but quickly recovered - "Yeah I am Chopper." - He tried to get up once again. - "Hey, shitty doctor, when am I gonna be able to stand up?"
The small reindeer was busy preparing a set of painkillers, but looked back. As he did, he conjured a smile - "Pretty soon. You'll be able to get up tomorrow. I'm giving you one last set of painkillers tonight and then you can get up."
"Ugh. Okay." - Sanji turned towards the wall - "I think I'm gonna sleep then." - He said. A day confined to this room was starting to take a toll on him. Not being able to cook was depressing even more. Sanji decided that sleeping was probably the best idea. At least he wasn't moody. He refrained from mentioning the constant pain in his temple since Zoro's 'visit'. He'd deal with it.
As he closed his eyes and heard Chopper leave the room, he sighed.
Genre: Angst/Comfort/Romance (somewhere in the lines of that)
Pairings: ZoroxSanji.
Ratings: Rated T but it's probably gonna be M later (in FF guidelines).
Summary: There is something wrong with Sanji's left eye. And somehow, it starts to behave differently for some reason...
Disclaimer: I'm not bright enough to own this master piece that is OP. Though if I owned Sanji and Zoro... Oh my.
Status: In-Progress
A/N: Aaaand, chapter VI. Guys, see you next time. Once again, sorry. Hope you like it :D
"What do you want?"
"Nami, I…Ugh. I'm not really good at this. But… I'm sorry?" - Zoro frowned. He wasn't really good at apologizing. He knew he needed to do it, though. The girl didn't really deserve his outburst, which only really happened because he was too frustrated. Yeah.
"It's fine, Zoro. I'll accept your apology in money too!"
"You…" - The orange-haired woman laughed and winked at him, which made the swordsman glare at her. Of course she'd charge him an apology. He really didn't know anyone as greedy as Nami. - "Witch."
"Tsc, Zoro. Do you want me to raise your debt?" - She smiled mischievously - "Apology accepted. I understand you were worried about Sanji-kun."
His constant glare was quickly replaced with wide eyes. - "Where did that come from woman? I wasn't worried!"
"Of course you weren't." - Nami gave him a weird smile, one he couldn't really place or figure out what it meant but he sure knew it wasn't a good thing.
Zoro kept still in his place - at the galley, that's where they were - while saw his orange-haired nakama leave him. He was still trying to figure out what just happened with Nami when he heard Usopp's loud scream. Instantly, he changed to mode alert and ran to the deck, only to realize the dumb sharpshooter was just mad at Luffy for breaking something he made. As usual.
Yeah. That was good though wasn't it? Things back to usual.
'It's really a while since something bad happens… It's probably not gonna last, anyway… '
…
Another place on the Grand Line, a big building could be seen by a small fisherman on the coast line. He found himself looking at the window, fixated. He would later swear to his wife and kids he saw a silhouette there. He'd swear its face was made of velvet and its smile had two souls. He'd swear he saw red-ish hair attached to that same silhouette.
His wife would tell him to shut up, to stop dreaming, and scaring the children: the building is long gone abandoned and the kids don't need his father telling them those ghost stories to feed their fantasies.
"Are you sure he woke it?" - A woman asked some other entity.
'Yes… I'm sure. Trust me as the person you once loved.' - Same woman sighed.
"Well, I need to be sure. I can't be waiting for him with all this and then he didn't wake it." - She turned away from the window sill and started to walk towards the door, on her way to leave the room. - "You know, I still love you…"
And as if avoiding such subject, said entity refrained from commenting on her last note - 'Are you leaving me?'
"I wish I could!" - Said woman sighed. Seemed like all she could do lately was sigh. - "I'm sorry. I'll be back later. Promise." - She held on to the door while she looked back at the face of the one who once was the love of her life. She tried to smile, even if she felt too tired for it. - "I'm so curious about the one who made him wake it. Aren't you curious?"
'I am. Think she's good?'
The woman's smile disappeared. Sadly, there wasn't a thing that could distract her from… it. She just hoped things would go well this time. - "Yeah. I hope she is."
That said, she left the room and walked towards the stairs leading to the backside garden of that ginormous building. She needed to clear her mind. As she walked down the stairs, a nauseous feeling was downing on her. Things wouldn't go as smoothly as she has hoped. Of that, she was sure.
When the woman opened the door to the garden, a tear left her eyes and rolled down her face. She didn't really think the sun was to blame for this one.
…
The cook was still lying down on the bed, looking at the ceiling. Sure the little reindeer was waiting on an answer but he wasn't so keen on giving him one. His little nakama wasn't ready enough to handle it. He'd be disgusted at how it really was…
"I don't know myself Chopper." - So he decided to tell. It'd be better to give him a half truth. A half-truth was enough. If the little guy could handle a half truth, maybe someone, someday, would be able to handle it whole. So he hoped. -"I know that it's genetic, because my mom had something similar. And I know it gives me too many headaches." - He looked at the little doctor and so far, nothing changed. He still had the same worried curious eyes looking perplexingly at him. - "And I have to treat it when… Uh… From time to time. Else it'll grow infected."
Chopper shifted a little in his chair and Sanji could see he was fidgeting but trying not to show. Goddammit, he should've just kept quiet about it… A sudden change in the kid's eyes.
"You ever tried to search about it?" - The cook conjured a surprised face. He wasn't expecting that… - "I mean… I'm sure you're curious about it?"
"I… yes." - The little doctor's eyes seemed to be popping out of his head as he looked wide-eyed at his nakama.
"So? What is it?" - He asked. And sure as hell the cook wasn't expecting this conversation to take this course. This was going too well. Almost so well it made him never really let his guard down.
"Well I don't know Chopper. All the searches I've done ended up in nothing." - A disappointed frown could be read on Chopper's face.
"If you want to… I can… I can help! I can make sure your eye stays clear from infection with good medication and… and I can help you search for answers and…"
"Wow, calm down!" - Maybe the cook had underestimated his nakama. Maybe they'd all be more understanding than he'd thought. But while he was someone who sometimes liked to take risks, when it came to things he was kind of afraid of, he really was more calculating than it'd be expected. - "Chopper, fine. I kind of… need your help with the medication anyway…" - He mumbled, as he turned his head away, back to looking at the ceiling. - "But let it go, ok? I'll solve this later… It's nothing you should worry your clever head with, okay?"
The reindeer giggled as he threw his little hooves up, holding onto his pink hat - "I don't need compliments, bastard! That does NOT make me happy!" - And after a full set of giggling and wiggling, Chopper calmed down - "I'll… okay. Help with the medication. No help with the searching." - He nodded, determined. - "But you better come to me, or else I'll kill you! Your eye spent way too much time without the proper medication!"
And Sanji believed him! Chopper could be a cute little thing as much as he could be a threatening one, when his patients didn't respect their healing process. - "Chopper you have to promise me you don't tell this to anyone. Especially Luffy and Zoro."
The little doctor hesitated and the cook closed his eyes, waiting for his nakama decision. - "Okay, Sanji. I won't tell this to anyone, as long as it keeps this way."
Sanji said nothing. He relaxed, smiled and, as Chopper ended their dialogue by stating he was going up for a bit and the cook shouldn't even think about leaving the infirmary without his consent!, he could only think about how he should figure this shit out before it causes him any more trouble.
God save him from losing his crew because of the shitty eye. Even if he had to take it off.
…
Things really normal on the ship. While they were all considerably less worried about Sanji's condition, since Chopper already did the favor of giving them the good news, Robin still had one foot on doubtful grounds. - "Robin!"
"Oh, captain-san. Something you want?" - Luffy bounced up and down around her.
"Nah. Wanna play?" - He asked hopefully.
Robin smiled at him but soon turned her sight to the horizon. - "I'm not really on the mood, captain-san. Maybe another time?" - She asked.
Luffy looked really dejected - "Owww! No fun, Robin!" - She smiled at him again, apologetically. He turned to leave her side, but before doing so, Robin caught him looking back, his eyes hidden by his hat. A worried frown on his face.
'He really isn't a dumb head, this captain.' - she then thought. She wasn't the only one feeling it then. Something else, something bigger. Something dangerous approaching.
Her next instinct, as she thought of the future, was to turn eyes in the direction of one sleepy swordsman. He did seem content, as the breeze ruffled his hair. Said swordsman sighed and drew a small smile. Somehow, Robin thought she caught him right in the middle of a really important moment in his journey.
The raven-haired woman looked once more to the horizon and decided to turn around, walking towards everyone.
As a lost feather of some seagull floated around Zoro's face, the swordsman felt himself slowly being pulled from his peaceful slumber. He was definitely dreaming about something. A place where he already had what he wanted. He was already the best swordsman in the whole world. He had stopped at a small island - which he somehow didn't know exactly where it was - during his trip and was currently eating a really well cooked meal. He was complete.
He shook his head as if disregarding what he had dreamt. Whatever, he thought. He got up from his resting place on deck and started to walk towards his training room. But first, a quick step to the bathroom.
The swordsman kept walking. Walking. Walking. Goddamit! It irked him to no end how they kept changing the doors! No matter how many he opened, the bathroom just wouldn't appear.
He was getting pissed up. Fucking bathroom, changing its place without warning a person! He opened one last door - Ok, this is the one! - already fuming!
"What the fuck, shitty swordsman!" - A voice screamed from inside the door. Which wasn't the bathroom again. Zoro was going to leave the place when something stopped him. - "The fuck did you have to do that?"
"Oi. Shitty swordsman. I'm talking to you. Or have you already lost your brain cells that you can't even listen to what I'm saying?" - Sanji was getting pissed by the second. Was the stupid swordsbeast making fun of him? Argh! - "Oi, are you ignoring me?"
Zoro kept still in one place. Sanji's alive. Oh thank god. - "Yes, I'm ignoring you, stupid love-cook." - He rescued himself from humiliation. - "The fuck are you doing there? You're so weak you can't stand up?" - He smirked as he changed to a more confident pose, leaning against the doorsill, legs and arms crossed.
'Oh that's it!' Sanji thought. The cook made move to stand up but his body didn't really want to. 'Goddamit, I'm really weak.' - "Chopper doesn't let me leave." - He dismissed.
Zoro only smirked even more - "Riiight. Well, shit-cook, have fun being weak." - The green-haired man finished, as he turned around and closed the door.
'Shit. Shit. I'm not fucking weak. Stupid fucking swordsman thinks he's better than anyone! Argh, at least falling could've stopped this pain.'
"You're okay Sanji?" - Chopper chimed in during Sanji's thinking.
Sanji was startled for a second but quickly recovered - "Yeah I am Chopper." - He tried to get up once again. - "Hey, shitty doctor, when am I gonna be able to stand up?"
The small reindeer was busy preparing a set of painkillers, but looked back. As he did, he conjured a smile - "Pretty soon. You'll be able to get up tomorrow. I'm giving you one last set of painkillers tonight and then you can get up."
"Ugh. Okay." - Sanji turned towards the wall - "I think I'm gonna sleep then." - He said. A day confined to this room was starting to take a toll on him. Not being able to cook was depressing even more. Sanji decided that sleeping was probably the best idea. At least he wasn't moody. He refrained from mentioning the constant pain in his temple since Zoro's 'visit'. He'd deal with it.
As he closed his eyes and heard Chopper leave the room, he sighed.