A/N: here goes nothing...
(Crocodile x Sanji)

There was a loud chime having the students get to class, among them was Sanji Vinsmoke. A senior class man with blonde hair and curled eyebrows. He was one of the top students, who liked to get in trouble for no reason. Well. That's what he told the teachers anyway. He was actually getting someone's attention.

Sanji kicked back the seat his classmate was about to sit in having him fall back and fall to the ground. The class snickered having Sanji smirk to the green haired man

"Oh your so going to regret that." Zoro growled.

And Zoro lunged himself at Sanji, pulling hair, kicking, punching, and biting each other. The door was thrown open having the students squeak and take back there seats. Well besides Zoro and Sanji who kept beating each other until a gloves hand and a hand pulled them off each other.

"Mr. Vinsmoke I want to see you after school." He barked.

But. That's all the blonde needed. To meet the scowling teacher with a scar cut across his face. Dark eyes and pale skin towered over the younger male. For you see. Sanji had a strange crush on his history teacher. Sir Crocodile.

And so the day ended having Sanji rest back on his teachers desk fitting nicely in some tight jeans and exposed chest revealed with four buttons. Sanji rocked back in forth waiting for his teacher to come back from his meeting. But once he had, Sanji was waiting for him. Crocodile shut the door and gazed upon the younger man. He bit the inside of his cheek not to make any sudden change in his expression to let the younger man win. He had to be professional.

"Hello, Crocodile. I've been waiting for you." Sanji purred.

Crocodile grunted before shutting the door and strutting over to his desk. Sanji turned and watched his movements before he sat down.

"Get off my desk." Crocodile grunted.

Sanji's smile faded before he sighed and sat on the chair before his desk. Crocodile's steal eyes burrowed into the ocean blue before spinning his wedding ring around his finger. He leaned back looking at the blonde sitting there.

"I wanted to talk about your fighting you have been getting into with the Roronoa kid. You better knock it off before I call your parents and suspend you."

"Yes sir." Sanji sighed.

"And."

Sanji looked up at him with a broken expression

"I've seen the way you've looked at me, and the little hints you have thrown at me. For I am a married man. And he works here at this school."

"Yes sir. I understand."

"But, I know he isn't a loyal man. And neither am I."

Sanji perked up with a little grin spread across his lips and leaned over the desk having Crocodile smirk and admire the view while he could.

"Be my little teachers pet, and I will reward you heavenly."

Sanji smiled as Crocodile pulled down his tie and kissed him roughly. He pulled back at patted the boys cheek.

"I hope you learned your lesson." Crocodile hummed.

"Yes sir."

"Times like this, call me crocodile. Or whatever you want."

Sanji nodded, "Yes Crocodaddy."

Crocodile hummed at the nickname before shooing the younger male away. He sat back and looked up at the ceiling. Hearing his own husband creak softly at the rolly chair in the room beside him.

"You flamingo bastard." Crocodile growled.