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.
