One Piece isn't mine. So please don't sue me…
Warning: This story is yaoi, which is a term of Japanese origin used to refer to work that refers to homosexual relationships between male characters. Boy love. So if this isn't your thing, please go back now.
Zoro x Luffy, hints of Zoro x SanjiThe contrasting sounds of high-pitched giggles and deep chuckles echoed softly across the deck of the I Going Merry /I , a gentle melody in the midst of the endless blue ocean. It was a beautiful sound, complimented only by the lapping of waves against the hull and the sound of canvas slapping in the breeze. That is, until the crash of a large bucket of water breaking over two bodies cut off the strains sharply.
Luffy blinked comically from his seat in Zoro's lap, rubber arms still twined around the other's sinewy neck. Pushing sopping raven locks from his eyes, his gaze finally came to rest on Sanji's thin form standing menacingly above them on the upper deck.
"Get a room, assholes," the cook growled, a teasing glint in his eyes as he shook the last few droplets of water down on his victims.
"I'm. Going. To. Fucking. Kill you, shitty-cook!" Zoro sputtered dangerously, heaving himself to his feet. Unfortunately for the swordsman, it was hard to look very threatening with his captain clinging to him like a wet monkey.
The blonde flipped him off, grinning widely. "Gotta catch me first, marimo-head." Dropping the bucket to the deck beside him, he took off running towards the rear of the ship.
Zoro pried the rubberman from his torso with a mumbled apology before leaping after Sanji with a growl.
Sandaled feet stood pitifully in a growing puddle of water before an arm stretched out to swing Luffy after his fleeing namaka.
"Sanji!" He wailed. "It was my turn to play with Zoro!"