Zoro sits quietly in the car with Sanji next to him as they leave his father’s party. They’ve both been subdued since Nami burst in and tried to kill Spandam and Blackbeard causing the party to come to an abrupt close.

He’s pleased that Nami is alive, unspeakably so but… well, his pleasure is muted by the still cold touch that Blackbeard left him ( Read more... )

He helps Sanji with the cleaning up before haring upstairs and grabbing his book from his trashed room, glad that he won’t be around when Franky discovers what Ace and Luffy have done. He dresses in a hurry and bumps into a surprised Sanji in the hallway.

“Robin’s?” Zoro asks hopefully, holding up his book and its secret message to Sanji. The blonde ( Read more... )

Zoro isn’t a stupid man. He knows that from true things you can work out things that you don’t know. So here is what he knows.

One, The Princess Bride was his and Nami’s story as children, they were forever quoting it at each other and other people. It was their thing.

Two, whilst other people probably knew that he and Nami were always quoting lines ( Read more... )

“Okay… that all looks good. Now to see if he can move. The stimulant should take effect soon. Ah, here we go, he’s waking up again now.” Doctor Hogback’s voice comes down to him. Zoro feels the pull of a needle exiting his skin in his arm, it’s unpleasant enough to urge him into wakefulness.

Muzzily Zoro opens his eyes. He is first greeted by the ( Read more... )

The moment that they get to the hospital Zoro is whirled into a drama of antiseptic, bright lights and examinations. People urgently talk to Sanji but ignore him, Zoro isn’t surprised and quite frankly he doesn’t want to talk to anyone anyway. He also discovers with disappointment that not all doctors are like Chopper, kind and caring. Every member ( Read more... )

This time the Baratie feels a little more welcoming, Sanji certainly seems to enjoy teaming up with Zoro to insult that idiot chef that was harassing him last time. Zoro learns that his name is Patty. Sanji is pulling ingredients out of the fridge and handing them to the building pile in Zoro’s arms. The cook is happily explaining what each ( Read more... )

Zoro wakes up slowly with a slightly dizzy feeling in his head. His forehead is pressed against his bicep with his arms stretched out uncomfortably above his head. With a groan he reaches to rub his forehead but is stopped by a sharp jerk on his wrist and a pained feeling spreading from his hand to his shoulder.

“Ow.” He winces. He opens his eyes ( Read more... )

Sanji is standing in the shade by the big glass patio doors at the back of his house, it’s only just six am and he can’t help but wonder why Zoro is out here so early practicing with his swords. Perhaps, he thinks, the other man is making up for lost time. He doesn’t know if the other man has noticed him yet, or whether Zoro simply doesn’t care as ( Read more... )

Sanji adjusts his black tie over his burnt orange shirt. He steps back from the mirror and turns to take himself in from all angles. He looks acceptable, professional perhaps but in a casual kind of way. He doesn’t want to look like he’s shown up to a business meeting when he “bumps into” this guy, it’s supposed to be an accident, but he still ( Read more... )

The sound of splashing water wakes Sanji, at first he thinks that he’s on the sea again with Zeff after he and the old man had been rescued, but as he realises that he’s in his bedroom he understands that it’s not the case. Sleepily he sits up in bed and frowns at the noise. It’s kind of rhythmic but it’s not the taps dripping or rain against the ( Read more... )