A/N: Has anyone seen the paper planes short? If you have this is what I based this off.

Zoro is a business man waiting for the train clutching his papers in a folder to his chest. He sighed, everyday was black and white for him. Just same old same old, the day's grew boring and bland. The days seemed to never end all being the same, boring, and dull. Until a piece of paper flew and smacked him in the face. This was different. Zoro furrowed as the paper flew off and a glimpse of blonde rushes by. Zoros face softened as his eyes followed the bobbing blonde. Zoro turned away and clutched his folder tighter. The blondes soft tapping of shoes grew closer and then stopped beside him. Zoro glanced over to the blonde who tucked a strand of hair behind his ear. Showing off his curled eyebrow.

Zoro felt his stomach curn when a sea blue eye looked to him and a soft smile. The wind picked up again and a flyer from Zoro's folder flew out and onto the blondes face. Zoro pulled the paper off the blondes face. His face scrunched from the paper blocking his eyesight. The eye opened and smiled. His eyes locked to the paper before letting out a soft snort through his nose. A loud whistle of the train approaching snapped Zoro out of the blondes trance. He scanned himself but nothing was wrong. Then he noticed the paper. There was a kiss mark in a soft pink mark on the paper. Zoro smiled and turned back, but the blonde was already aboard the train.

He felt his heart break when the blonde turned and looked at him out the window. Then the train moved on. Zoro stared at the smudge pink chapstick kiss now wetting his paper from the blonde. The train whistle sounded and Zoro looked up to find his train. Boarding and going on his way to work. All he could think of was the blonde and the strange curled eyebrows. Sure, he wasn't perfect either unnatural green hair and a scowl that makes him alone in a small apartment close to the train station. But the blonde didn't back off, he wasn't intimidated by the scowl but smiled and shared a chuckle.

A stack of papers slammed down on his desk. Zoro looked up to a man with slick black hair and all his facial hair coming to a point on his face. Even his widow peak. He also had piercing yellow eyes who could see everything. Who was Zoros boss Mihawk. His shoes tapped off into his office and the others at Zoros work kept writing away at the forms. For some reason now, there was more color in his life. Zoro turned and looked out the window, he's never seen how beautiful it actually was. Looking out to the city and the colors. The yellow and blues seemed to shine and glow just a little bit brighter. His eyes caught movement in a room just across the street. A man with a chefs hat opened the door and the blonde walked through. They shook hands and Zoros hope began to rise.

He got up and tried to wave at the man but his actions went unnoticed. The paper with the sunken in pink chapstick kiss was about to blow off but Zoro caught it. He turned to the paper and the stack of its copies, he gleamed with an idea. Zoro took one of the copies and folded it and folded it a few more times until it became a paper plane. He smiled to his work when a hand slammed down on his desk. Zoro turned to Mihawk who sat him down in his chair. Mihawk a turned and went back to his office with a few others inside. He stopped and furrowed his look at Zoro before shutting the door. Zoro picked up the paper and gave it a good toss. It flew about halfway before falling and hitting the middle of the street. But did he give up? Nope.

Zoro kept folding and trying. He got to the other building. Beside the window. Hit a bird. Missed the window completely. The wind blew it off course. Went into a different window. He kept trying but missed each time. His hand touched the empty desk. He looked but the only paper that was there was the kissed one. He looked back to the window, the blonde was getting up to leave. It's now or never. Zoro took a breath folding the paper. The kiss was sitting on top. Zoro stood holding the paper by the window but the wind blew it from his fingers and it fell. Zoro turned back to the window and the blonde was leaving. Zoro wasn't going to live in black and white no more. He grabbed his coat and left the office. He raced down the stairs and out the lobby to outside. He looked across the street to find the blonde tugging on his coat. Zoro pressed the cross walk but it was taking to long.

So, he ran out in the street. He passed cars with them cursing and shouting at him. He got to the other side of the street panting. He looked around. But the mysterious blonde wasn't there. Zoro sighed walking up to the building and leaned against it. He slid down to the ground and pulled up his knees. Resting his head on his knees and catching his breath. His life was going to be black and white all over again. Seeing color for the first time was breath taking. A soft tap on his arm made him look up. There was a paper airplane, he crossed his legs and picked up the folded paper. He then noticed another and another down the street. Zoro cocked a brow and followed the paper trail of paper planes. Down streets and across them until they stopped.

To the stairs to the train, Zoro sighed going up the stairs and then a plane zipped by his head into the train. Zoro followed it into the train, the train left the station. Going around the train the plane stopped at a seat. Zoro sat down and picked up the paper. He looked at it, who could of made the plane fly that fast? The wind wasn't even blowing. Zoro looked up, he didn't even realize what train he boarded. He groaned, the wrong side of town.

Not to far, the blonde was in the same situation. He sat on the train bouncing the paper plane he followed into a train. He was on his way home from a interview but stopped by a magizine shop to see the new fashions. But a paper plane with a smudge of a pink  kiss mark caught his eye. It's nose was in a bouquet of flowers. The blonde took a closer look at it before it took off. He took after it, running into people and getting on a train no where close to his home. And here he was he followed a stupid paper airplane onto the train.

The train stopped and he got up, a train across from his stopped too. The blonde got off to find the green haired man holding the same paper airplane across from him. The blonde smiled and approached him. Zoro smiled as the blonde held out his hand, but Zoro had another idea. He grabbed the man's suit and kissed him softly on the lips. Where the blonde happily returned wrapping his arms around Zoro's neck. While Zoro wrapped his arms around the blonde's hips. They pulled back with soft smiles but perked up when a whistle blew. They turned to a train leading them home. The blonde turned to Zoro and smiled. Now, things weren't going to be so black and white. Now that Zoro had Sanji in his life.