A/N: Part 5o! Woot! How long this will go on you ask? I dont know.... I might just write this forever? I don't know. Also, mature content. Hehe
Zosan

This happened everyday this week. The door was swung open as the same student staggered in. Blood dripping out of his nose, bruises blossomed on his exposed skin. His uniform torn, and dirtied with his and or another students blood. His arm came up and wiped his nose streaking blood over his olive skin. But his eyes made contact with the teacher. His steal eyes met the worried and slightly angered blue. The student chuckled running a hand through his fresh and wild green hair.

"Sorry I'm late." He chuckled.

But to his surprise, the teacher growled slamming chalk down onto the lip of the chalk board.

"Zoro! This is the fourth time this week you've come into my class all bloody and bruised." He spat.

The young man shrugged and leaned against the doorframe. His eyes never leaving the teachers. Zoro did this not because he was a rebel kid and loved to fight. Oh no. He craved this unhealthy attention from him. Sanji, his homeroom teacher. To him, Sanji was a gift from god himself. He was thin, blonde, and had one of the nicest asses Zoro has ever seen.

"I've had enough Zoro, you will come to my class after school and we will talk about this." He snapped.

Zoro gave a breathless chuckle smirking to him, "Anything you say."

Sanji turned away as Zoro had seated himself next to Nami. She was currently filing her nails, not giving any of her attention to her sexist teacher. Zoro kicked his feet up onto his desk and folded his arms behind his head.

"I told you." She said.

Zoro secretly handed her a twenty. She hummed putting the cash into her pocket.

"Pleasure doing business with you." She hummed.

After school, Zoro was cleaned up as he had an extra stride into his walk. Slightly faster then his normal pace, but he didn't want anyone to think he was eager about him going to see. Sanji. Once he got to the door he composed himself and headed inside. Sanji perked up from cleaning up the board.

"Right, have a seat. Mr. Roronoa." Sanji said.

He hummed striding over to Sanji's desk and sat before it. His eyes watched Sanji clean off the black board. But the his eyes drew down to his ass. He smirked realizing it was Thursday, where Sanji wears the tightest pants he owns. Zoro bit his lip shifting in the chair looking over his form. Once Sanji was done he went and sat down, removing his glasses and setting them on the table.

"Zoro, what the hell is going on with you?" Sanji asked.

"What do you mean?" Zoro asked.

"You know exactly what I mean, the fights, your grades, and showing up late to my class. Is everything okay at home? What can I do to help you graduate?"

A grin formed on Zoro's lips, "I know what you can do."

Sanji cocked a curled brow, "Oh?"

Zoro stood and leaned over the desk, inches away from Sanji's face.

"I want you." Zoro smirked.

Sanji's eyes widened, "You, what?!"

"I'll cut you a deal, if I am able to graduate I can fuck you."

Sanji pursed his lips, "No way!"

"Then I guess I'll keep flunking to be in your class."

He sighed pinching the bridge of his nose, "Fine."

Zoro grinned holding out his hand, Sanji took his hand before Zoro tugged him over his desk. There lips crashed onto one another's Zoro's tongue fighting to get between his lips before he bit and tugged on his bottom lip. Zoro pulled back and licked his lips and grinned to Sanji's surprised face.

"Watch me graduate." Zoro said.

Then Zoro left without another word. Sanji slumped against his chair and sighed.

"What the hell have I gotten myself into."

The following week, Sanji noticed the improvements in Zoro's grades. All C's instead of failing. The fights have stopped, and he was on time to class. But every time he passed Sanji there was this look. An eager, excited look. It gave Sanji chills.

Gin knocked on Sanji's door earning his attention. The darker skinned man walked into the room. He was the school's therapist. There was a huge rumor going around the school about them. Something about an affair. But either of them were married or seeing anyone. Well, at the moment.

"You doing okay?" He asked.

Sanji motioned him inside as Gin shut the door and headed inside. He took a seat before Sanji and shrugged off his coat.

"Is something wrong?" Gin asked.

"Well, I know this guy. He's a friend of mine, and also a teacher. Well, a student of his approached him and made a deal with him." Sanji started.

"What kind of deal?"

"Well, if the student said if he is able to graduate then he and the teacher would have sex."

Gin hummed, "How old is the student?"

"Eighteen."

"Then there's no problem, he is over the legal age, and if it will help him graduate it shouldn't be a problem. As long as the principal doesn't know of this, or any of the super intendant's. You should be fine."

"Thanks. I uh. It's not for me. For my friend."

"Uh huh. Sure."

Gin chucked getting up and heading out of the room, but he stopped at the door.

"Oh and one more thing." He said.

Sanji perked up, "Yeah?"

"I suggest giving him a small treat for doing so well. I think Zoro deserves it."

Sanji pursed his lips, "It's not me."

"Sure."

The following day Sanji slipped a note on Zoro's desk earning the green haired man's attention. He unfolded it as Sanji took his seat at his desk.

'Meet me after school'

Zoro grinned glancing up to Sanji who opened his book. He glanced up to Zoro before reading his book. After school Zoro entered the room a moment after the bell ringed. Some students were still leaving as Zoro took a seat before the desk. Sanji entered the room with a book and set it on a desk before shutting and locking the door. Zoro smirked to that as Sanji turned to him.

"Since you've been doing so well. I figured you'd want a little treat or reward." Sanji said.

"What kind of reward?" Zoro asked.

Sanji sat at his desk, "I was hoping you would have something in mind."

Zoro hummed crawling over his desk and sitting before him.

"I'd like to make out with you."

"That's it?" Sanji asked.

"For now."

Zoro cupped his face kissing him softly. Before there was lip biting, teeth clashing, and tongue battling. Zoro slunk down in his chair. Straddling Sanji's hips while his hands were around his neck. There was a knock on the door having the two pull away. A string of saliva clung to there lips. And Zoro with a pleased smile.

"You wanna see my dick?"

"Get out of my classroom." Sanji growled.

Zoro chuckled before he left and Gin stood at the door. A smile on his lips as Zoro left tossing on his backpack.

"I cant believe you took my word of advice. What's the damage?" Gin asked.

"Not much just, a little make out session." Sanji said.

"Oh. Sorry to interrupt."

The following weeks Zoro had been passing more and more of his classes. So Sanji gave him another treat.

Zoro waked into his class and tossed his backpack onto a nearby desk. He shut the door knocking it before approaching Sanji. They connected in a heated kiss as Zoro straddled Sanji's lap. He rolled his hips earning a low groan from the older male. Zoro pulled back with a smirk.

"Can I suck you off?" Zoro smirked.

"W-what?!"

"I mean in only a month my cock will be in your ass so. It's only fair."

"Don't say things like that."

"I dont hear a no."

Zoro slunk down to the floor and pulled Sanji's hips to the edge of the chair. His fingers flicked off his button before his teeth undid the zipper. Zoro purred as his fingers tugged at the elastic band as Sanji sprang out. A cocky grin grew on Zoro's face as he looked up to Sanji. His face pure red with his lips pressed in a line.

"So I'm turning you on huh?" Zoro purred.

Sanji avoided eye contact as Zoro gave a low chuckle. He gave an unbroken eye contact as he kissed the head of his cock. His tongue rolled over the tip having Sanji stifle a moan.

"Tell me. Do I turn you on?" Zoro asked again.

"D-during my breaks. I would watch you in g-gym class. Your fucking sexy." Sanji groaned.

Zoro chuckled, "I am now? Good to know."

He bobbed deeper on his cock. Sanji gasped clutching onto the chair. He kept a smooth rhythm as his tongue rolled around his cock. Sanji groaned throwing his head back and relaxed in the chair. Zoro took his hand and started to pump his cock at the same time. Sanji gave small muffled moans onto the back of his hand. Zoro gave a low chuckle looking up to Sanji completely on a pleasure high. He shut his eyes picking up a speed.

"Z-Zoro." Sanji panted.

Zoro hummed before Sanji grabbed his head and stopped him. He grunted as Sanji came within a second. He let go of Zoro as he pulled back swallowing. He licked his lips sitting back on his knees.

"Quite a release." Zoro chuckled.

Sanji huffed fixing himself back into his boxers before zipping up his pants.

"You have some studying to do young man. After then, we will see what happens then."

Zoro stood up on the stage collecting his diploma. Sanji sat on the bleachers and clapped as his steal eyes met the blondes. He smirked taking the piece of paper and headed down to the many rows of chairs. He sat down in his blue cap and gown with a gold tassel. After a few other students, Roger stood up on the stage and grinned.

"And this concludes the class of the New World High."

Everyone cheered tossing there caps. Once the ceremony was over Sanji stood outside. Zoro existed with a few of his friends. They all embraced before he turned to Sanji. He approached Sanji and held out his hand. Sanji cocked a confused brow.

"My name is Roronoa Zoro, and I am no longer your student. But your lover." Zoro smirked.

Sanji kicked him in the shin, "You cocky bastard."

He grabbed Zoro's wrist and pulled him down to the parking lot. He tossed him in his car before climbing in after him.

"Shouldn't we do this at your house?" Zoro smirked.

"I don't want you to know where I live." Sanji huffed, "But I had a better idea."

Sanji started the car as they drove off. They ended up at a motel when Sanji pulled out the key. Zoro smirked taking the key and getting out. Sanji locked his car and followed after Zoro who unlocked the door. Once they were inside clothes were stripped off leading to the bed as lips attacked skin and hands wandered skin. Sanji fell back against the plush bed as Zoro pinned Sanji down. The quite room soon filed with moans and groans as Zoro worked at Sanji's skin. His fingers knuckle deep into Sanji's ass. His teeth and lips attached to his nipple while his other hand was pinching and rolling the other. Sanji moaned clutching the bed before Zoro pulled back.

"Are you ready?" Zoro asked.

"Son, I should be asking you that." Sanji smirked.

He grunted as Zoro pressed into him. Sanji wrapped his arms around his neck as Zoro thrusted in. He pumped in and out of Sanji earning soft moans from his lips. He picked up a faster speed earning louder moans from Sanji. But it wasn't enough. Zoro grabbed his cock and started pumping. Sanji grew louder and louder by each ticking minute. Until Zoro thrusted hard having him gasp and let out a loud moan.

"Oh, Did that feel good?" Zoro smirked.

He thrusted there again, and again. Sanji's back arched as he clutched the bed. His toes curled as he was on the brink of his climax.

"Zoro!" Sanji cried.

He released before slumping onto the bed. He tightened around Zoro. As he released a moment later. Zoro panted as his arms were wobbly and weak. He looked to Sanji before kissing him.

"Let's get some sleep." Zoro said.

Sanji hummed as they crawled into bed.

But.

The following morning, Sanji woke up alone. All of Zoro's belongings were gone. Everything that happened last night was just going to be a memory. Sanji sat up and looked around the room. Not even a note explaining why he left. I mean he didn't even say they were going to form an actual relationship. I guess he just wanted just a one night stand.

Three years later.

It was early spring. Sanji still taught at the school as an English teacher. He welcomed new students and then watched them leave. But this was going to be his last year. He wanted to pursue his passion for cooking. So. He found a little restaurant across town he could work at.

"Alright class. Turn to-" Sanji turned to the class.

They were looking out the window. One of the girls turned to Sanji.

"Uh, Mr. Black. There's a guy outside the door."

Sanji furrowed, "Alright back to your seats."

They giggled as Sanji went to the door and opened it. A tall man with green pulled back green hair stood. His steal grey eye burying into Sanji's blue. Sanji sighed resting against the door frame and crossed his arms.

"Can I help you sir?" Sanji asked.

The man held out his hand with a bouquet of daisies. Sanji blinked as he shoved the flowers to his chest. Sanji took them before looking up to the green haired man.

"Three years ago, you met an immature brute of a boy. Now he stands before you as a man. My name is Roronoa Zoro, I am no longer your student. But your lover." He said.

Sanji blinked, "Zoro? Wh-what are you doing here?"

"I came to get you back. As a man."

His blue eyes flicked down Zoro's body before biting his bottom lip. He looked back to Zoro and smirked.

"I'm currently teaching a class at the moment. But." He reached in his pocket and handed him a business card, "You can call me later."

Zoro took the card before he smiled softly, "Okay. But um. One last thing."

"What's that?"

Zoro grabbed his coat and kissed him roughly on the lips. Sanji breifly kissed back before pulling back and patted his chest. The class gave a loud ooo having Sanji blush and turn to them. They laughed scrambling back to there desks.

"How does it feel to look at me in the eye now? Hm?" Zoro purred.

Sanji pushed him away and headed into his class, "I will chat with you later."

Zoro clicked his tongue, "Your still no fun. But your ass is still as plump as ever."

Sanji squeaked as Zoro slapped his ass as he stiffened. Zoro turned walking away as the class laughed.

"Alright you numbskulls, finish chapter three in class or I'll fail you." Sanji spat.