Fun Fact: I told myself never to post this one. But it was such a brilliant idea. I couldn't help myself. The reason why is...... this, is my first Smut/ Mature content. It's so bad. I'm sorry.
Sanji was walking in the halls alone to his next class. Since he had to stay after and clean up the kitchen. He stuffed the tardy note for English in his pocket.
"Well, Well, Well." A voice spoke.
Sanji froze, turning slowly over his shoulder to a green haired teen leaning against the trophy case.
"Is someone lost?" The man hummed.
Sanji blurted out a laugh holding his side turning to the man.
"Me? Lost?" Sanji chuckled.
Sanji was hunched over holding his stomach from laughing so hard. The mans brows furrowed and blood started to boil. Sanji stood up calming himself down and wiping the tear clung to his eye.
"Well if your done, I hope you noticed who's name is on the 1st place on the Dojo trophy." Sanji rolled his eyes walking up to the trophy.
The dojo and cooking trophy stood next to each other with Sanji and the green haired man Roronoa Zoro. Written in the tile under the posed men.
"They spelt your name wrong, Roronoa Zolo." Sanji smiled walking off.
Zoro placed his face closer to the glass.
"Ha, made you look." Sanji laughed walking down the hall and making a turn.
"THAT WAS ONE TIME CROSS DRESSER CURLY BROWS!" Zoro called.
Sanji stopped, while Zoro held his ground. Knowing of that one time Sanji had to dress up as a girl for drama class. A smirk grew as he noticed Sanji's hands clench.
"What, what did you just call me?" Sanji asked turning to him.
"Cross. Dresser. Curly. Brows." Zoro smirked.
After a few seconds Sanji kicked Zoro back into the nearest wall. Zoro groaned growling and then attacking Sanji. Zoro scratched Sanji's buttons off his shirt and cut open his skin. While Sanji bit Zoro on his arm. A few scrapes and kicks before a few teachers removed them. Sanji had a bloody lip and nose. Zoro had a lump on his head and a swollen lip. Both sat across from each other heads down and avoiding each other's eyes. They sat outside the principals office. While the woman in front called Zoro and Sanji's parents. The nurse came in to patch them up right when Zeff, Sanji's father walked in.
"Eggplant!" Zeff called.
Sanji looked up to the man, crossing his arms. His face was red with anger and he was furious.
"What did I tell you, if you ever started a fight you would be kicked out of the kitchen for a whole two months!" Zeff scolded.
"THATS NOT FAIR!" Sanji whined.
"We had an agreement Sanji end of story." Zeff scolded.
Sanji's head hung as his father scolded him. Sanji didn't listen just turned away from the man. Giving Zoro an ugly glare from time to time. The door shut to the office and a man with black hair and golden eyes walked in and sat next to Zoro and crossed his legs. If looked could kill, Zoro would be dead. But Zoro looked he didn't care. The door opened and the principal walked out with black hair and a strange mustache. Gol D Roger, the founder of Sunny High. Zeff and Zoro's father Mihawk walked into the office and the door shut. Zoro and Sanji never said a word for an hour until the door opened and both fathers walked out. Zeff had a smile on his face.
