A/N: Happy Valentine's Day guys. Hope you guys spend it with the ones you love. Or are forever alone like yours truly. Also in this story, I wanted to have an excuse to write Sanji in a dress and heels.

In about a week Valentine's Day will be here. People are getting gifts for there loved ones. Some just for the company, others for the pleasure. While some, spent the lovely holiday alone. One of them being Roronoa Zoro, he's always been alone this Valentine's Day, he's too busy working, or not allot of people interested him. But this year he had Valentine's Day off, and he had no one to spend it with. Or so he thinks.

Zoro was walking home, he yawned a jaw breaking yawn as the sun was just setting over the horizon. He stopped outside the bar questioning himself if he should go inside for a drink, or go home for a nap. Being him, he went inside the bar. Gin perked up from the bar and grinnned.

"Oh Zoro, it's good to see you again." He said.

Zoro smirked and headed to the bar, he took a seat on the barstool.

"How you doing Gin?" Zoro asked.

The scruffy man smirked, "I'm well thanks. What can I get you today?"

"The usual." Zoro said.

Gin nodded going over to get a tankard and pulled the lever for some rum. He slid it down the bar to Zoro. Who caught it and took a nice gulp before setting it down. Gin leaned against the bar in front of Zoro.

"So any plans for Valentine's Day?" Gin asked.

"Probably be here." Zoro chuckled.

A bell chimed earning Zoro and Gin's attention. A man walked in tall purple afro, dramatic makeup, flamboyant pink body suit, and fishnet socks. Zoro and Gin exchanged looks as he walked in. He approached the bar and leaned over it.

"Gin sweetie, can I hang my posters up in here?" he asked.

"Posters? For what?" Gin asked.

"I'm glad you asked."

And with his long acrylic nails, he reached into his bag and pulled out a flyer. It was his face with, 'Candy Boy Store' written nicely across his forehead. Gin took the flyer reading it over before he looked up to him.

"I guess it couldn't hurt. I mean Valentine's Day is around the corner." Gin said.

He smiled, "I knew I could count on you."

Then he trotted over to the cork board and pinned it up. Zoro turned back to Gin.

"What was that all about?" he asked.

"Oh, that's Ivan. Hey, you said you weren't doing anything for Valentine's Day right? Maybe Ivan can hook you up with someone from his 'Store.'" Gin grinned.

Zoro furrowed, "What?"

An arm wrapped around his shoulder's, "A fine young man such as yourself shouldn't be alone this Valentine's Day."

Zoro turned to Ivan who gave a large grin to him, "What kind of store to you run?"

He hummed, "It's like prostitution, but, better."

He scribbled down his phone number on Zoro's forearm before patting his cheek.

"I'll be looking forward to a phone call from you."

Then Ivan strut out of the room, Zoro grumbled looking to the phone number on his forearm. Gin chuckled and patted his hand earning Zoro's attention.

"I mean it couldn't hurt to just call." Gin said.

Zoro sighed, "I guess your right."

So, as Zoro got home. He shrugged off his coat and looked to the number on his arm. He pursed his lips before pulling out his phone and started to dial the phone number. Zoro bit his lip pressing the phone to his ear and headed upstairs. Where he lied in his bed staring up at the ceiling. Once the phone was picked up he gulped.

"Hello, this is the 'Candy Boy Store' too sweet for just one taste. This is Inazuma how can I help you?" A man asked.

"Hi, I uh. Talked to Ivan earlier." Zoro said.

"Oh? One moment then."

And so Zoro was put on hold. He sighed sitting up and kicking off his shoes. Then stripped off his shirt and pants. Zoro put the phone on speaker before putting on his pajama bottoms.

"Yee-Haw!" Ivan cried on the phone.

Zoro snapped over to his phone before picking it up, "Is this, Ivan?"

"It is, what can I help you with sweetie?"

"We met at Gins bar and you wanted to hear from me?"

"I did, but. I want to hear you say your interested in my services."

Zoro took the phone off speaker and pressed it to his ear again. He glanced around making sure no one was around.

"I'm interested in your business." Zoro said.

Ivan smirked, "That's what I like to hear, now tell me about who you want. Are you a ladies man, or someone who prefers a man?"

"A guy is fine. Thin, and i guess different?"

Ivan's acrylic nails opened a filing cabinet. His fingers danced over the envelopes before he grinned. He plucked one out and set it on his desk. He opened it and grinned wider.

"I have the perfect man for you. He is our Mr. Prince. Give me a minute to transfer your call." Ivan said.

Zoro shifted into bed as he was put on hold.

There was a old ringing from the old phone. A slender pale hand reached out plucking the old fashioned rotary dial phone up and placed it to his ear. Mr. Prince lied on his couch in a babydoll night dress lying on his stomach. Flipping through a suit's magazine.

"This is Mr, Prince, are you feeling a little down. I can help feel you up." He said.

Zoro was quiet having Mr. Prince perk up from his Magazine to the phone.

"Hello? Is someone a little shy?" He asked.

"I'm not shy! I just. Never done this before." Zoro said.

Mr. Prince chuckled, "Don't worry. I wont bite, unless you ask me to."

"Your a cocky little bastard aren't you?"

"It's my job mystery man. So, do I get your name or just hear you bark at me?"

He flipped the page of his magazine.

"Zoro. So, how does this work?"

"However you want, if you want me to come over now then say the word. Or, we can plan a date. There's endless possibilities."

Zoro hummed, "Alright, then how is your schedule for Valentine's Day?"

"I'm free."

"Alright, I'll take you to dinner then we will see how it goes from there sound fair?"

He smiled tucking a strand of blond hair behind his ear, "I'd like that."

"Cool, so do I get to know about you?"

"I won't go into detail, but im a sous chef at a restaurant. Im just in this gig to get the extra money."

"Oh, i hope its worth it."

Mr. Prince rolled over on his back resting against the arm of the couch, "Very much."

His finger curled around the cord of the phone as Zoro was quiet for a moment.

"I don't mean to pry, but how far have you gotten through. This?"

"Not far, only a few lewd phone calls to get some guys off. But that's as far as I gotten. So this will be my first time actually getting out of the office and meeting someone."

Zoro chuckled, "Lucky me."

"Do you have a pen? I'd love to continue this conversation sometime soon. The office is closing soon."

"Oh yeah give me a second."

Zoro pressed his phone to his cheek with his shoulder while he pulled out a notepad and pen from his nightstand. The so called, 'Mr. Prince' gave over his number with a small smile on his lips.

"Call me around seven tomorrow night. I'd love to hear from you again." He said.

"I'd love to hear you again."

Mr. Prince chuckled before he hung up. He smiled hugging his knees before getting up. He changed into a suit and tie before shutting his door. A god plaque with 'Mr Prince' written across it. He sighed stuffing his hands in his pockets and stepped out of the so called phone company. But. Once he stepped outside of the building. He didn't go by Mr. Prince anymore. As he stood outside and lit a cigarette, he was just Sanji once more.

"So. You actually have a date for Valentine's Day?" Nami asked.

Zoro hummed sipping on his green tea. he and Nami were meeting to talk about the so called date. What he should and shouldn't talk about. What to wear. All the date precautions. Nami sighed crossing her arms as they sat in a restaurant for lunch. Nami's favorite restaurant.

"So, who is this guy? Is he cute? Don't leave me in the dark." Nami grinned.

"Couldn't tell you, all I know about him is that he's a cook and went by Mr. Prince." Zoro said.

Nami hummed and glanced to the kitchen, "You don't say."

"Yeah, but I'll be talking to him tonight."

She grinned softly, "Oh? It sounds like you really like this guy."

"I barely know him."

"Zoro your hooking up with a prostitute for dinner. And who knows you might fuck him."

Zoro glared at her, "Shut up."

"I'm only speaking the truth."

"Whatever I'm going to the bathroom."

Zoro left to go to the bathroom while Sanji pushed the kitchen door open with his hip. He approached Nami with her and Zoro's lunch before folding the tray under his arm.

"Good afternoon Nami dear, how are you today?" He asked.

She clicked her tongue, "I'm doing well, Mr. Prince."

Sanji's eye widened before he leaned over to her level, "How did you find that out?"

"I am out on lunch with your so called date for Valentine's Day."

"Zoro?"

She hummed, "He's excited to meet you, then fuck you right into his mattress."

Sanji gulped with a hue of blush across his face, "Don't say things like that."

"Have a good day, Sanji-Kun."

Nami patted his cheek as he went into the kitchen and peaked out from the window waiting for Zoro to come back from the bathroom.

Zoro stretched before taking his seat in front of Nami seeing his sandwich. He grinned picking it up and started to eat away at it. Nami smiled up at him from her stew.

"Zoro, now that I think about it. I think I know your so called Mr. Prince." She said.

He looked up at her, "You do?"

She nodded, "I think you'd like him."

Zoro smirked, "You think so?"

"And I can tell he likes you too."

"How so?"

She shrugged and glanced over to the kitchen door, "Lucky guess."

Sanji was struck by the door, jaw dropped, eyes wide and a hue of pink across his cheeks. She glanced back to Zoro with a pleased smile on his face. She smiled knowing things were going to work out just fine. They chatted for a while before they both left going out shopping. Nami had an idea for what she wanted Zoro to wear. So. She dragged him all over the strip mall for each article of clothes. For Zoro, this sucked. His feet were already killing him by the 30th store they went in. Which they finally bought the last item and Zoro could go home. So Zoro trudged to his car and started his way home with three bags. Once he got home he took off his shoes and headed to his room. He tossed the bags on his bed before flopping down on the mattress. He reached in his pocket for his phone before grabbing the paper on his nightstand. Zoro dialed the number and pressed it to his ear.

Mr. Prince stood looking through his closet, mostly dresses, night gowns, and lacy underwear. He started pulling on a bralette and some lacy underwear before pulling on some shear thigh high socks. Grabbing his lacy robe and pulled it on then tied it around his hips. Mr. Prince hummed looking at himself in the mirror. But he perked up when the phone started to ring. He smiled when he noticed it was seven o'clock. He took no time getting on the couch and picking up the old phone. He held the receiver close with a smile on his lips.

"Zoro?" He asked.

Zoro chuckled, "You sound eager."

"I saw you today I have to say I'm impressed."

"How so?"

"I dont know, your just really. Attractive."

"Then why didn't you come and talk to me?"

"During the day I don't go by Mr. Prince. I like to keep my identity private from my work."

Zoro hummed, "Alright. So be it."

"I was wondering, if you'd want to. We talk everyday until the date?"

"Sure, I'd like that."

And so they did. The two had gotten ready for their Valentine's Day date. Zoro wore a black suit, a few of his buttons undid and a loose green tie. While Sanji on the other hand. Wore something with a little skin showing. They planned to meet at a fancy restaurant that was in the sky. A building a few hundred feet in the air that gave a beautiful few of the city.

Zoro took a breath as he walked up to the building, Ivan stood outside in a black body suit. He grinned when he saw Zoro his heels tapped against the cobblestone before approaching Zoro. He grabbed his shoulders giving him a look over and nodded.

"You clean up well, you take care of my little Prince got it?" Ivan asked.

"Yeah, I will. But, why are you here?" Zoro asked.

"I own this building."

Zoro furrowed, "Huh?"

He nodded wrapping his arm around his shoulders, "Of course dear, I have to make sure things go well with my boy's. I don't want to send them home with some sicko."

Inazuma held out a box as Ivan rummaged through it. He pulled out a black slick eye mask. He handed it to Zoro and smiled.

"It's a masquerade party." He said.

Zoro took it and tied it to the back of his head. The elevator dinged as a young male couple walked out chatting. Then Zoro headed inside the doors shut as he was taken up to the top. The bell chimed before the doors opened, Zoro stepped out to what seemed to be a bar. Then to the right was a restaurant, then to the left was a way to the balcony.

"Well if I'll be damned."

Zoro turned to a blonde. His breath got caught in this throat, and swallowed thickly. Our so called Mr. Prince, sat at the bar, he wore a thin black dress that had a deep v neck. It was shot came about to his upper thigh, long sleeved, and he wore heels that laced up to behind his knee. Zoro watched him slowly crossed his legs and lean against the counter. He wiggled his finger motioning Zoro closer as he giggled softly. Zoro approached him leaning against the counter next to him. Zoro's eye was fixed to the stunning blue, and the lace mask that covered around his eyes. He pulled Zoro closer.

"I'm not wearing any socks, and I have underwear to match."

They chuckled softly slowly inching closer.

"You've got some nice legs, mind telling me what time they open?" Zoro smirked.

"I haven't heard that one before."

"There's a first for everything."

"Let's get something to eat."

Zoro smiled pushing off the counter and held out his hand. Mr. Prince took his hand helping him off the stool, then kissed the back of his hand. Zoro placed his hand on the crease of his arm as they headed into the restaurant. A man lead them to a booth in the corner and a large view of the city. Zoro watched Mr. Prince smile looking out the window.

"I've never done this before, it's so much fun." He said.

"Then, how about we do this again. Maybe not so fancy but, something simple. Like a movie, or something."

Mr. Prince turned to Zoro and smiled, "Are you asking me out?"

"I mean, if your allowed to."

"Allowed?"

Zoro watched him furrow before he pulled out a folded piece of paper from his chest. Then pulled out a pen and unfolded the piece of paper. Zoro blinked as he clicked the pen and pushed it over to Zoro.

"I forgot, you have to sign this." He said.

"What for?" Zoro asked.

"It's my contract. Some rules about my services. For example, we cannot kiss on the lips, no sharing of one's clothes, once we are done I cannot stay with you. Along with, we cannot share a romantic relationship."

Zoro hummed, "I see. And if I don't sign this, or, break one of these rules?"

"It will be the last time you see me."

Mr. Prince watched Zoro complicate signing the paper. He secretly wished he wouldn't, but it was his job to make sure he did. He clutched his dress as Zoro signed the paper and handed it back to him. Mr. Prince took the paper and placed it back in his dress.

"So, tell me about yourself. Zoro." Mr. Prince asked.

Zoro rested back against the booth, "I'm a cop for the city. I had today off since I've worked this day for years. So they gave it to me."

"And someone didn't want to be alone on Valentine's Day."

"Shut up."

He laughed and patted Zoro's hand, "I'm only teasing."

A waiter placed some pasta down on the table. They thanked him before he left leaving the two to eat. They ate in silence but it was comfortable and just them staring at each other. Once they had finished, the two decided to leave. Zoro pressed the down button as two other people got in. He stood next to Mr. Prince and yawned. He stretched is arm over to his hip earning Mr. Prince's attention. A smirk was proud on his face as his hand trailed down to the hem of his dress. Mr. Prince grabbed onto his coat and bit his lip. Zoro glanced to him noticing the bulge in his dress. He chuckled softly as his fingers trailed under the hem of his dress. Mr. Prince gave a warning glare but Zoro pulled away as the doors opened and the bell chimed.

"Come on dear." Zoro hummed.

Mr. Prince pursed his lips before stepping on his foot. Zoro winced watching the blonde exist the elevator. He clicked his tongue following after the blonde.

"So, where's your car?" He asked.

"Oh, I walked here. It's a block away from my apartment. But if you dont want to walk I can-"

"No it's alright."

He took Zoro's arm as they headed down the street.

"So what kind of name, is Mr. Prince?" Zoro asked.

Mr. Prince snickered, "That's not my real name."

"I'm not stupid, why pick that name?"

He shrugged, "I liked it."

Zoro glanced to him, "Will I know your real name?"

Mr. Prince pulled out the folded sheet of paper, he glanced over the rules and clicked his tongue.

"Your not supposed to, but. I'm not supposed to know your name."

"So you'll tell me?"

"Not yet."

Zoro growled as they reached his apartment. Mr. Prince was pinned to the door up on Zoro's hips while Zoro was taking his time unlocking the door. His lips busy marking the pale skin pressed against the door. Mr. Prince's hands ran through his minty fresh green hair moaning softly as Zoro got the door open. They stumbled in and shut the door with Zoro's back. Their clothes were pulled off on the way to the bedroom. Leaving a sex trail to the bedroom. It didn't take long for the paper thin walls to bounce Mr. Prince's moan's throughout the apartment. Zoro was mounted before him, his ring and middle finger knuckle deep in his ass.

"Tell me what you want, Mr. Prince." Zoro smirked.

"Sanji." He panted.

Zoro pressed harder, "Who's name are you moaning?"

"M-My name, is Sanji."

"Sanji, huh? Then tell me, Sanji. What do you want?"

"You. Please, fuck me."

Zoro chuckled and didn't hesitate. Pushing himself deep into the blonde who cried out clutching onto his shoulders. Then began the creaking of the bed, soft panting, and moans gasping from Sanji. Until Sanji slumped back in the bed panting softly. Zoro was soon to follow and flopped down next to him. They both panted softly as Zoro took his hand.

"I like your name." Zoro said.

Sanji turned to him, "Why?"

"Three is my favorite number."

The blonde laughed cuddling up to Zoro, he pulled the blanket over them. They soon fell asleep moments later. Sanji awoke in the middle of the night and rubbed his eyes glancing to the clock. It was one in the morning. He rested on Zoro's chest and smiled to him.

"I already broke one of the rules." Sanji muttered.

He leaned up and kissed Zoro softly before getting up. He dressed himself and headed to the door. He noticed the contract and picked it up. He ripped it in two before letting it fall to the floor and left. He headed back to his house taking off the dress, and shoes before changing into his pajama's. He sat on his bed taking off the lace mask and stared down at it. Nami woke up and pushed her way into his bedroom.

"Oh, Sanji. How did it go with Zoro?" Nami asked.

"It was the best time I've had in a long time." Sanji said.

"Why do you look so upset?"

"I can't see him anymore."

"What why not?"

"Because, I really like him."

"Isn't that why you signed up for the Candy Boy position? To find the man/ woman of your dreams?."

"But I dont know if he likes me back. I don't know if it was all for the act or he meant it."

Nami sighed, "Fine, be stubborn about it."

Then she went back to her room to go to sleep. While Sanji fell asleep in his room. Zoro hadn't heard from Sanji in days. Almost a week. All he left behind was the ripped contract and Zoro's broken heart. He's tried calling the Candy Boy Store but. There was no answer. Sanji sat in the room watching the phone ring. Worried to get attached to him, if Zoro was only in it for the sex. Sanji came home that night and flopped on his bed. He hugged his pillow burying his face into the fabric. Nami walked by and huffed. Knowing she was going to have to do something about this. So the following morning Sanji went off to work while Nami had a plan. She pulled out her phone and pressed it to her ear. After a minute the phone picked up to a groggy Zoro.

"Hello?" Zoro grumbled.

"Zoro, can you meet me at the Baratie today? I have some news I want to tell you in person." Nami said.

"Uh yeah what time?" Zoro asked.

"Noon. Okay see you then love you bye."

"uh. Love you too."

Zoro hung up, he sat up and looked at the clock. It was 10:31 the morning having Zoro grumble and get up. He showered and shaved before he got dressed. He wore a white tank top, black jeans and a green coat. He slipped on his boots before heading down to his car. He drove down to the restaurant. He was a little late since, he fell asleep in the shower. How you ask, he can sleep standing up. Zoro headed inside where Nami was sitting at there usual table. He took a seat as Nami grinned happily.

"So, what was so important-"

She raised her hand to Zoro as a waiter stopped before her.

"I'd like to give my compliments to the cook." She said.

Zoro furrowed, as he nodded and went into the kitchen.

"I brought you here cause I have a surprise for you." Nami said.

Zoro was starting to get up when Nami shoved him back in the seat. He furrowed up at her as she leaned over the table.

"Your going to sit there and your going to like it. Got it." She hissed.

Zoro clicked his tongue, as she smiled and sat down. The door to the kitchen opened, Sanji stepped out wiping his hands on a small rag approaching the table. He folded the rag and put it on his apron standing before the table. Sanji tensed seeing Zoro who was looking out the window. Nami grinned as she kicked him in the shin. Once Zoro turned to Sanji his eye widened.

"Sanji." Zoro muttered.

He stood pushing back his chair and stood before Sanji. Zoro grabbed his coat and tugged Sanji over his shoulder. Sanji watched as Nami waved to him by wiggling her fingers and turned around. Zoro went into the men's bathroom and shut the door sitting Sanji on the rim of the sink. He gulped softly clutching the procline while Zoro held him in place, his hands on each sides of his hips.

"What the hell happened to you?" Zoro growled.

"Look, I was worried we were going to continue and all. But you would only want me for sex. I didn't want it like that, I really like you."

Zoro blinked to him, "Your an idiot."

"Shut up! I was scared of getting hurt."

"I asked you out on a date."

"I didn't think you meant it. That was before you signed the contract."

"That you ripped up."

Zoro sighed and embraced him, Sanji embraced hum back resting his head on Zoro's shoulder. He pulled back and kissed Sanji softly before pulling back.

"How about I take you, Sanji, on a date this weekend. Just you and me. I don't want to lose you again."

Sanji smiled, "I'd like that."

Zoro smirked, "Well good, in the mean time."

He attacked Sanji's neck kissing him softly earning soft moans and giggles from Sanji. Well. That was until the stall door to the bathroom opened. Sanji perked up and stiffened clutching onto Zoro.

"Z-Zoro." Sanji nudged him.

Zoro perked up looking in the mirror to the older man with a braided mustache. He crossed his arms and cocked a brow.

"Boy, you have fifteen seconds to get your hands off my son, before I come over there and club you myself."