Being First
Title: Being First
Characters: Zoro x Sanji
Rating: PG13
Summary: Sometimes you don't wanna brag about being first.
Comments: Just a silly idea that's been amusing me since reading Chapter 600. Hopefully it amuses someone else too.
Also, this was originally just posted on the zosan community journal, but I decided to post it on my journal too.
"#7 talking like he's so high and mighty to #1..."
"Why are you ranking us by what order we came in?! Don't get all cocky just because you miraculously got here first!!!"
"Oh. Sorry. #7."
***
"So, when's dinner #7?"
Every muscle in Sanji's body tensed in barely controlled rage. Were it not for the fact he was actually kinda busy with dinner, he would have just kicked Zoro in his smug, scarred face, hopefully killing the bastard. Hands occupied, Sanji was forced to resort to profanity. "For the last goddamn time! Stop fucking calling me that! Asshole!"
"What?" Zoro sounded genuinely confused, but the half-smirk forming on his lips betrayed him. Sanji knew that Zoro knew exactly what he was doing; namely, getting under the cook's skin. The swordsman nodded in greeting towards Nami and Robin. "#8. #3."
"Stop fucking ranking us by the damn order in which we arrived!" Nami sighed. Robin smirked. Sanji seethed. "It's not like it even fucking matters! It's not like you actually got yourself to the fucking island. That ghost girl probably had to hold your fucking hand the whole way..." Thinking that Zoro had been travelling with a woman while he himself had been stuck with the okama wasn't doing wonders for Sanji's calm. He decided to change tactics. "You probably didn't even get the message from Luffy. You probably set out two years ago and it took you that long to get to Sabaody. You... you... you..." Words were a poor substitute for violence.
"He's gone, Sanji." Nami sighed again, stood and stretched.
Sanji turned his attention from the meal preparation and noted the navigator was correct. The asshole didn't even have the common decency to let him finish his rant. He found himself grinding his teeth. "When?"
"Somewhere between 'hand' and 'message'." Nami gave Robin a look which said 'You're not helping things.' Robin's growing smile replied 'But it's so much fun.'
"Anyways!" Nami kept talking before Sanji could start up again. "I don't know why you let him get to you like this. He'd get bored and forget the whole thing if you'd just stop over reacting every time he calls us by our numbers."
"But it's so stupid! Just because by some stupid luck he stumbles onto the stupid island first he goes around acting-"
"If it's so stupid, why do you get so upset?" Nami walked towards the door. She was pretty sure having this conversation for the hundredth time was negatively impacting her intelligence. "You can't fight facts, Sanji. Zoro came first. It doesn't matter. Drop it."
He knew Nami was right, but as Robin followed the navigator out, Sanji heard "That's good advice, #3." followed by a pair of female laughs and started seething all over again.
***
Sanji was still furious hours later in the crow's nest with his legs wrapped around Zoro's waist, his hands tracing the muscles of Zoro's back, Zoro's hands sneaking down the back of his pants and Zoro's tongue in his mouth. Just, y'know, not furious enough to not have sex. It had been two years.
"God." Zoro breathed the word onto Sanji's lips and the cook's body reacted before his brain could catch up. He pressed himself harder against the other man and Zoro rocked his hips in response. He pulled Zoro's head down to his neck and Zoro bit his collar bone. He squeezed his legs tighter around Zoro and Zoro shuddered, went still and then sighed languidly. He put his hands on the clasp of Zoro's pants and...
"Wait. What?" Sanji leaned back, pulled Zoro's face up to his and looked into the swordsman's eyes. Zoro stared back, glassy eyed and grinning, a look Sanji remembered better than he would ever willingly admit. The cook raised his visible eyebrow in disbelief. "Really?"
Zoro tried to lean forward for a kiss, but Sanji just held a hand up to block him and pulled back. "No seriously. Really?"
The swordsman ran a hand through his short hair and cleared his throat. "So what?" Sanji noticed he had that particularly challenging tone to his voice, the tone he always got when he was trying not to be defensive. "Isn't that what's supposed to happen when we mess around?"
"Well, yeah. But usually not within the first two minutes."
"It's been two years!"
"Shouldn't you have been working on your stamina or something?"
"Two! Years!"
Sanji smirked. "And you're done already?"
Zoro blushed. "Shut up. I'm not done. C'mere." He tried to pull Sanji in for a kiss again and this time Sanji let him.
They kissed slowly and deeply, Sanji magnanimously waiting for Zoro to catch up to him again. As he felt the heat start to radiate off his partner and saw the lust start to creep back into his eyes, Sanji couldn't help smirking though. "I can't believe you-"
"Shut up!"
***
"Breakfast!" Sanji really didn't need to yell, the crew was assembled and starving. "For Nami, and Robin." He set the girls' plates down first. "Luffy. Usopp. Chopper. Franky. Brooks. And here's yours, #1." Sanji set Zoro's breakfast down in front of him before going to fetch his own. Most of the Strawhat crew was busy shovelling food into their faces and didn't notice the way Zoro started slightly and seemed to turn slightly pink at being addressed that way.
Nami attributed it to frustration at realizing he'd lost one method of annoying the cook. As Zoro tentatively forked eggs into his mouth and Sanji returned to the table, Nami smiled. "So, finally over this silly teasing?"
"What can I say, Nami-swan?" Sanji took a bite of his sausage and smirked across the table, making sure he caught Zoro's eyes. "Like you said; fact are facts and it's not like I can deny it: Zoro came first."
Nami was about to tell Sanji she was proud of him for being so mature, but she was distracted by Zoro choking on his eggs and in the subsequent chaos of Chopper trying the Heimlich manoeuvre, Usopp getting him a glass of water, Luffy pounding on his back and the general business of just making sure that he was not, in fact, going to die ingloriously at a breakfast table so soon after their reunion, she completely forgot. She did, however, notice that after that, Zoro stopped bragging about being first.
Characters: Zoro x Sanji
Rating: PG13
Summary: Sometimes you don't wanna brag about being first.
Comments: Just a silly idea that's been amusing me since reading Chapter 600. Hopefully it amuses someone else too.
Also, this was originally just posted on the zosan community journal, but I decided to post it on my journal too.
"#7 talking like he's so high and mighty to #1..."
"Why are you ranking us by what order we came in?! Don't get all cocky just because you miraculously got here first!!!"
"Oh. Sorry. #7."
***
"So, when's dinner #7?"
Every muscle in Sanji's body tensed in barely controlled rage. Were it not for the fact he was actually kinda busy with dinner, he would have just kicked Zoro in his smug, scarred face, hopefully killing the bastard. Hands occupied, Sanji was forced to resort to profanity. "For the last goddamn time! Stop fucking calling me that! Asshole!"
"What?" Zoro sounded genuinely confused, but the half-smirk forming on his lips betrayed him. Sanji knew that Zoro knew exactly what he was doing; namely, getting under the cook's skin. The swordsman nodded in greeting towards Nami and Robin. "#8. #3."
"Stop fucking ranking us by the damn order in which we arrived!" Nami sighed. Robin smirked. Sanji seethed. "It's not like it even fucking matters! It's not like you actually got yourself to the fucking island. That ghost girl probably had to hold your fucking hand the whole way..." Thinking that Zoro had been travelling with a woman while he himself had been stuck with the okama wasn't doing wonders for Sanji's calm. He decided to change tactics. "You probably didn't even get the message from Luffy. You probably set out two years ago and it took you that long to get to Sabaody. You... you... you..." Words were a poor substitute for violence.
"He's gone, Sanji." Nami sighed again, stood and stretched.
Sanji turned his attention from the meal preparation and noted the navigator was correct. The asshole didn't even have the common decency to let him finish his rant. He found himself grinding his teeth. "When?"
"Somewhere between 'hand' and 'message'." Nami gave Robin a look which said 'You're not helping things.' Robin's growing smile replied 'But it's so much fun.'
"Anyways!" Nami kept talking before Sanji could start up again. "I don't know why you let him get to you like this. He'd get bored and forget the whole thing if you'd just stop over reacting every time he calls us by our numbers."
"But it's so stupid! Just because by some stupid luck he stumbles onto the stupid island first he goes around acting-"
"If it's so stupid, why do you get so upset?" Nami walked towards the door. She was pretty sure having this conversation for the hundredth time was negatively impacting her intelligence. "You can't fight facts, Sanji. Zoro came first. It doesn't matter. Drop it."
He knew Nami was right, but as Robin followed the navigator out, Sanji heard "That's good advice, #3." followed by a pair of female laughs and started seething all over again.
***
Sanji was still furious hours later in the crow's nest with his legs wrapped around Zoro's waist, his hands tracing the muscles of Zoro's back, Zoro's hands sneaking down the back of his pants and Zoro's tongue in his mouth. Just, y'know, not furious enough to not have sex. It had been two years.
"God." Zoro breathed the word onto Sanji's lips and the cook's body reacted before his brain could catch up. He pressed himself harder against the other man and Zoro rocked his hips in response. He pulled Zoro's head down to his neck and Zoro bit his collar bone. He squeezed his legs tighter around Zoro and Zoro shuddered, went still and then sighed languidly. He put his hands on the clasp of Zoro's pants and...
"Wait. What?" Sanji leaned back, pulled Zoro's face up to his and looked into the swordsman's eyes. Zoro stared back, glassy eyed and grinning, a look Sanji remembered better than he would ever willingly admit. The cook raised his visible eyebrow in disbelief. "Really?"
Zoro tried to lean forward for a kiss, but Sanji just held a hand up to block him and pulled back. "No seriously. Really?"
The swordsman ran a hand through his short hair and cleared his throat. "So what?" Sanji noticed he had that particularly challenging tone to his voice, the tone he always got when he was trying not to be defensive. "Isn't that what's supposed to happen when we mess around?"
"Well, yeah. But usually not within the first two minutes."
"It's been two years!"
"Shouldn't you have been working on your stamina or something?"
"Two! Years!"
Sanji smirked. "And you're done already?"
Zoro blushed. "Shut up. I'm not done. C'mere." He tried to pull Sanji in for a kiss again and this time Sanji let him.
They kissed slowly and deeply, Sanji magnanimously waiting for Zoro to catch up to him again. As he felt the heat start to radiate off his partner and saw the lust start to creep back into his eyes, Sanji couldn't help smirking though. "I can't believe you-"
"Shut up!"
***
"Breakfast!" Sanji really didn't need to yell, the crew was assembled and starving. "For Nami, and Robin." He set the girls' plates down first. "Luffy. Usopp. Chopper. Franky. Brooks. And here's yours, #1." Sanji set Zoro's breakfast down in front of him before going to fetch his own. Most of the Strawhat crew was busy shovelling food into their faces and didn't notice the way Zoro started slightly and seemed to turn slightly pink at being addressed that way.
Nami attributed it to frustration at realizing he'd lost one method of annoying the cook. As Zoro tentatively forked eggs into his mouth and Sanji returned to the table, Nami smiled. "So, finally over this silly teasing?"
"What can I say, Nami-swan?" Sanji took a bite of his sausage and smirked across the table, making sure he caught Zoro's eyes. "Like you said; fact are facts and it's not like I can deny it: Zoro came first."
Nami was about to tell Sanji she was proud of him for being so mature, but she was distracted by Zoro choking on his eggs and in the subsequent chaos of Chopper trying the Heimlich manoeuvre, Usopp getting him a glass of water, Luffy pounding on his back and the general business of just making sure that he was not, in fact, going to die ingloriously at a breakfast table so soon after their reunion, she completely forgot. She did, however, notice that after that, Zoro stopped bragging about being first.