Hey guys! yes this is my first attempt at writing something that isn't a one shot, sorry but i find it really hard... well anyway, i hope you enjoy please leave a review with any suggestions, they will be appreciated.

seriously need to practice writing sex scenes though -_- mine suck. (lemon next chapter) hopefully.

probably gunna be 2-3 chapters long thats where your ideas come in. xxx will love you forever if you leave a review. xxx

ENJOY!

"Hey, Marimo! You missed supper you mor-" Damn it that idiot is asleep again. Lazy ass! All he ever does is sleep, eat and train. But why of all places does he choose to take his naps outside, I mean that idiot could sleep through a snow storm, which is so stupid only the Marimo could do it.

"OI! Idiot! Wake up or I'm taking this away and giving it to Luffy." Sanji yelled whilst kicking the green haired man in the ribs a couple of times. Zoro stirred, then squinting, opened one eye to look up at the chef towering above him with a plate in his hand. The brightness of the setting sun was blurring his vision forcing him to open his other eye to focus in on the cooks frowning face.

Zoro groaned "What do you want shit-cook?" why is it always him that has to come and wake me up, damn bastard.

"Un-grateful bastard, I come to give you your supper!" Said Sanji slamming down the plate in front of Zoro. "you need to stop missing meals I'm not your personal waiter you know."

"yea, I know" said Zoro in-between mouthfuls of the steaming hot meal in front of him, that was giving off a delicious aroma.

"Learn some manners, don't speak with your mouth full." Said Sanji whilst lighting a cigarette and placing it between his lips, letting the nicotine relax his entire body. It had been an oddly calm day, the sun shone down on the deck warming it slightly, just to be cooled by the gentle breeze from the sea. And it was rather strangely quiet… which was very suspicious. Very, very suspicious indeed. Normally Luffy, Ussop and Chopper were running round like maniacs right now, or doing some other stupid things. Like trying to wear Namis' bras. Which would normally end up tangled in choppers antlers.

Zoro let out a loud burp, placing the empty plate down in front of him. Stretching his arms out behind his head he closed his eyes, thinking the cook would just leave and let him sleep. But he didn't leave. "Sake?"

"Not for a Marimo with no manners, besides, you drink too much."

Zoro opened one eye staring at the cook with disbelief, he'd never refused him sake before, and why did the cook care if he drank too much? "Sake please?" said Zoro in a sarcastic tone with a smirk on his face.

Sanji slid down the wall landing next to Zoro, still smoking the somewhat smaller cigarette in his mouth. "Go get it yourself, you know where it is." His expression was blank as he spoke, his voice carrying a lethargic tone. He seemed more relaxed than he had been in months, which was understandable considering the amount of fighting they had all done, only recently had things seemed to quiet down leaving everyone very restless and in need for a good few nights un-disrupted sleep.

Zoro watched as the cook tilted his head back to lean it against the wall, as his slightly parted lips were relieved of the burnt out cigarette, hell he even watched him throw the cigarette butt away with so much concentration. I never realised his actions were so graceful… wait what? Images of the heart eyed cook, swooning over Nami or Robin ran through his mind. Nope, definitely not graceful.

"Whats wrong?" Said Zoro in puzzlement.

"Nothing, what makes you think something's wrong?"

"You didn't yell at me for being cocky" Zoro sniggered "Which is surprising."

"I'm just tired." Replied Sanji, moving his hands behind his head and sliding further down the wall. "hey I got a new type of sake from the last island we were on it's supposed to be really good, I bet it can even get a Marimo like you drunk." Said Sanji with enthusiasm leaning forward towards Zoro, who seemed highly interested. Sanji then relaxed back into his previous position against the wall. "That's if you go and get it."

Zoro looked at the man next to him with disbelief. "Lazy bastard, when I get beck I will show you that no sake can get me drunk." And with that he upped and left for the storage cupboard. He came back with four bottles of sake, two in each hand. He threw two of them into Sanji's lap the strange purple bottles gleaming in the setting sun.

"What are you doing?" growled Sanji grabbing the bottles from his lap and placing them between him and Zoro. Zoro grunted in response, looking at the cook like he was stupid.

"We are having a drinking competition, idiot. Now you have to drink the first bottle as fast as you can, then wait a couple of seconds before starting the next one cuz I wanna see your face when the alcohol hits you." Zoro grinned as he spoke and couldn't help but laugh at Sanji's face, he looked mortified. Then suddenly the sun disappeared underneath the ocean leaving the pair of them on deck with nothing but the moon to help them see what they were doing.

"Fine." Said Sanji, he wasn't one to back down from a challenge, especially with the Marimo idiot.

Sanji popped the lid off the first bottle and took a whiff at the black coloured liquid inside. It was very odd. Extremely odd in fact. It smelt of something that wasn't normally used in alcohol. Sanji looked at the bottle; eye's bulging at what he discovered. But his trail of thought was interrupted.

"Why does it smell of vanilla?" Said Zoro sniffing near where the bottle was open, his expression was not one Zoro usually used; one of intrigue, calm and confusion all at once. His eyes were closed and his lips were slightly parted a small smile pulling at the corners of his mouth. He breathed out. "It smells good" he said cracking a smile.

"That's the trick" said Sanji pointing to his bottle at the description on the label. "It's was made to appeal to the holders senses, says the person who's drinking the bottle will smell their favourite smell, but it is ordinary sake, just really strong." Said Sanji trying to figure out in his head how the hell the makers had managed to do that. "So your favourite smell is vanilla then?" Sanji muttered with a snigger.

"Yeah… why not, what's wrong with vanilla?" Said Zoro with a glare, obviously offended the cook was sniggering at his favourite smell.

"Nothing, just didn't really expect that." Said Sanji with a chuckle.

"So what does yours smell of?" Said Zoro with a raised eyebrow.

"It's really weird, mine smells like a mixture of… mint and…" Sanji took another sniff at the open bottle, he pulled back as if surprised at himself. "Mint and steel."

"And me liking the smell of vanilla is weird?" Said Zoro mocking the cook. "Ahh well, lets drink!"