It festers and boils inside. Waiting for a moment to strike. You never know when, how, or what will happen. It snaps you making you turn into someone your not. Giving you a bad after taste and unsettling feeling in your stomach.

Sanji stepped out of the kitchen and stretched. The sun was beating down on the Thousand Sunny. Leaving everyone hot and waiting for the comfort of the cool breeze. Everyone was decked out in different outfits. Mostly shorts, tank tops, or bikini tops. Sanji was rocking a pair of jean shorts, sandals, and a tank top. A tray sat on his shoulder as he went down to deliver some smoothies to the girls. But as he got to the bottom of the stairs and walked over Zoro. A swift hand struck those jean shorts. Sanji stiffened turning to Zoro still sitting in his relaxed position. Arms propped up behind his head and legs crossed.

"I'll be back for you." Sanji muttered.

Then walked over to the ladies. Zoro cracked open his one good eye watching those jeans walk away. He titled up his sunglasses getting a better view when Luffy's upside down head got on his way. He looked up to Luffy dropping the sunglasses back on his nose.

"Zoro, you should convince Sanji to make us smoothies too." Luffy said.

Zoro chuckled, "I will see what I can do."

Luffy grinned, "Really?!"

"Yeah, the cook is in love with me. Isn't that right lovely brows?"

Sanji turned to them placing down the drinks. He had a deadpan look on his face.

"Extremely." Sanji said.

"See what I tell you."

Luffy giggled sitting on the railing above Zoro. He looked up to Luffy and grinned.

"Oh hey Luffy, you wanna play a game?" Zoro asked.

That's when his eyes went wide and snapped over to Zoro, "A game?"

"Yeah, it's called. Um. Slap the ass."

"How do you play?" Luffy asked.

"Well, you and I are rivals. So what you gotta do is this."

He motioned Luffy closer, his neck extended as Zoro whispered in his ear. Once he was finished he pulled back and smirked to Luffy.

"Got it?"

Luffy nodded before hopping down off the railing and ran off. Sanji tore himself from the girls to go scold Zoro for slapping his ass. He held the tray behind his back as he stood before Zoro. Leaning over just enough to get to Zoro's level. Zoro pushed up his sunglasses to his forehead with a small smile.

"Now. How many kick's do you want to the head this time?" Sanji asked.

There was a old smack as Sanji winced and snapped over to Luffy laughing. Before Sanji could go scold him Zoro landed a swift hand to his ass once more. Then Zoro and Luffy both booked it. They darted to different hiding spots while Sanji growled.

"You idiots come out so I can knock you into next week!" Sanji barked.

He pursed his lips folding the tray over his butt as a shield. He backed up the stairs and into the kitchen. Where he backed into a broad figure. He stiffened as a hot breath brushed over his ear.

"That's what you get for wearing these shorts."

Sanji snapped over to Zoro downing a bottle of booze. He gasped tearing the bottle away from his hand before smacking Zoro in the head with the tray. Zoro groaned rubbing his head as Sanji corked the bottle and put it back. Before. Once more there was a swift hand to Sanji's ass. Sanji took a breath clutching onto the counter. His fingers tapped on the counter top as Zoro crossed his arms and watched Sanji be flustered. Angry and somewhat pissed.

"Every time you slap my ass from here on out. I will chop off one of your fingers and stuff them down your throat." Sanji hissed.

He snapped over to Zoro who approached him. His arms wrapped around Sanji's waist before he peppered Sanji's neck with kissed.

"I think you like it. That's why you picked these shorts out of all your others. Cause you know these are my favorite."

"Oh, you think you have me all figured out do you?" Sanji hummed.

"I know you like the back of my hand, your mind, your body, your movements, and all your sensitive spots."

Sanji gasped as Zoro pressed on a small spot on his lower back. He chuckled softly before backing up.

"Oh, Luffy and the others want smoothies." Zoro said.

Zoro walked out of the kitchen before sitting next to the door and flicking down his sunglasses.

"Luffy! Come here if you want a smoothie!" Sanji chimed.

Zoro glanced to Sanji holding the tray behind his back. As the rubber boy bounded his way over to Sanji. Only to have the tray slap him across his face. He grumbled rubbing his cheek as Sanji scolded him about slapping his butt. Then the tray came down on Zoro's head once more having the swordsmen groan holding his head.

"And that's what you get for making Luffy play a stupid game with you."

"Hey guys! It's an island!" Nami called.

Everyone turned to a summer island in the distance. Luffy bounded over to the Sunny's head. You could hear the adventure howling out of Luffy. Zoro nudged Sanji earning the blondes attention. He motioned inside the kitchen as the two went inside. Sanji snapped Zoro's sunglasses off his face before putting them on his head.

"I'm tired of looking at myself." Sanji said.

"Whatever, anyway. Why don't you and me get a drink. Then rent a nice hotel room and you know." Zoro smirked.

"That does sound nice, but I don't want to get incredibly drunk this time."

"Don't worry, just enough to get us in the mood."

"Fine, it would be nice to get some personal time."

As they docked on the island. Luffy was gone. And it took two days before the log pose set. Sanji figured to get the groceries tomorrow when they are fresh. So him and Zoro went down to the bar. Sanji was now wearing the sunglasses while Zoro walked beside him in a ball cap. Black shorts, flip flops, and a light blue t shirt. They headed into the tavern. They sat at the bar while Zoro ordered them some fine liquor. Sanji looked to the light green liquid before taking a small sip. It wasn't bad but it wasn't good. 

"Hey cook, I'll be right back." Zoro said.

"Don't get lost." Sanji shrugged.

Zoro rolled his eye walking to the end of the building. When a man leaned against the bar beside Sanji. He furrowed turning to the dark blue haired man. He ran a hand through his hair before giving a sly smirk to Sanji.

"Hiya toots." He said.

"Don't call me toots." Sanji said.

"Oh, your feisty. I like that."

"What do you want?"

"I can't talk to fine thing like yourself?"

Sanji cocked a brow, "I guess that can't hurt."

"You got some nice legs, mind telling me when they open toots?"

"I'm not your toots."

The man inched closer, his hand resting on Sanji's.

"So let me guess you must be a pirate. I havent seen you around here before."

"I might be. Why do you care."

"Come on toots, open up a little. Let me in a little-"

He was cut off when a blade was pressed to his neck. The man swallowed thickly as Zoro glared darkly to the man. Sanji saw the red glow in his eye as his face was cold, dark, and ready to kill.

"Call him toots one more time." Zoro growled as the blade pressed into his neck, "Unless you want to live another day."

The man backed away as Zoro sheathed his sword. Sanji sat with a grin on his face. Zoro huffed sitting down next to him. Sanji interlocked his fingers resting his chin on them smiling to Zoro.

"So. Zoro. What was that all about. I was just chatting with him." Sanji said.

Zoro downed the rest of his glass before setting it on the counter.

"If he comes near you again let me know." Zoro said.

"Why? Can't I make friends?" Sanji asked.

"Where are you going with this?"

"I think your jealous."

Zoro clicked his tongue, "Yeah right."

Sanji hummed, "Are you sure?"

"Yes."

He chuckled, "I think we've had enough to drink. Shall we go to that hotel room now?"

Zoro smirked grabbing Sanji's wrist and took him out of the bar and into a hotel room.

The following morning Sanji woke up early to get some groceries done. Zoro was still sound asleep in the room. Sanji went around with a small list checking off items. Once he had finished with the list he took the groceries back to the ship before getting something for himself.

"Hey long time no see."

Sanji turned to the guy from the bar, he approached Sanji pinning him to the wall. The man flicked his sunglasses to his forehead staring down the blonde. His arm propped next to Sanji while he leaned against it.

"Now that we got Cockblock out of the way. How about you and me have a little fun? Hm? What do you say?" He asked.

Sanji chuckled, "Sorry I have plans today."

"Awe come on, it won't be that long. Just a quickie. Unless you beg for more. Huh toots?"

Sanji glanced up to Zoro standing over the man. He grabbed the back of his shirt pulled him off Sanji and punched him in the face. The man staggered back while Zoro growled pulling out a sword. As it was placed to his neck, digging into his neck. Sanji sighed pulling Zoro off the man and took him into a secluded area by the woods. Zoro's face was hard, furrowed, pissed, seething, he was jealous. Sanji gave a shit eating grin cupping his face.

"Awe my poor baby is jealous."

"Shut up, your mine and mine alone!" Zoro hissed.

Sanji clicked his tongue before embracing him. Zoro relaxed slightly before resting against Sanji.

"My hand hurts." Zoro grumbled.