~~ I'm into you ~~ Zosan/Sanzo ~~ Oneshots ~~

Constant Arguments

Sanji's POV
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Post-Thriller Bark

It was just a usual lunch day, Chopper and Usopp decided to fish for something that would never appear out of ocean, Luffy observed Franky's new build on himself, Robin and Nami were having a quiet and calm conversations on archeological weapons, Brook continued to goof off somewhere whilst playing the violin, and I was unfortunately stuck with stupid moss-head in the kitchen. I continued to finish the household chores whilst "laid-back Zoro" waited for his food that was bound to come after my chores. I tried to convince him before that if we clean the kitchen together, I would be able to make lunch sooner. But, being the bastard he is, he denied and continued to do nothing.

"Oi, cook." He called out, grabbing his fork and knife in the process.
"What d'you want, idiot?" I answered back, giving him a look.
"Don't go starting a fight, I just want my lunch. And, don't forget my booze." The swordsman yelled, slouching back on his chair.
"Eh!? I told you we ran out of booze!" I shouted back, putting the dishes aside and turning towards him.
"Ran out? Franky told me we had some." He answered, standing up.
"Franky? He told me you drank it all last night," I hesitated as my eyes widened, "BASTARD! DON'T ACT INNOCENT; YOU FINISHED IT ALL YESTERDAY!"
"Oh, right." The green-headed calmly said, sitting back down and yawning at the same time.

I clicked my tongue, letting out a loud tch. He glanced at me and narrowed his eyes.

"Now what!?" I uttered, almost smashing the plates because of my tight grip.
"I was playing calm the entire time until you decided to burst my mood! What are you, a moron!?"
"Don't moron me! You rejected my requests for you to help me with chores which totally ruined my mood, dumb-ass!"
"Hah!? If you wanted to finish work so badly, why didn't you call the other crew members!?"
"I don't want to finish work so badly! I just wanted you to help out at least once!"

We would go back and forth at each other until the door creaked open. We both stopped. Nami-swan, our beautiful navigator, stepped in the room. She looked pissed, smoke streaming out from her nostrils. She formed a fist with one hand and held it in the air, making sure we see it. She stared down at us menacingly.

"You boys really don't stop.. Not even when there's people waiting for lunch.." She spoke, slowly walking to our area.

The moment she placed her heel on the floor near us, we knew it was over. She smacked our heads harshly. She continued to complain about us not being able to work together and how we are distracting ourselves from our priorities. I was the only one in the room who found that hot, until, of course, she smacked me again.

"I expected you to be finished chores and have started cooking. I was really looking forward to it." She mumbled, marching out and slamming the door behind her.

I trembled slightly but unnoticeably. After a few long minutes, I stood up clenching my fist, staring rudely at the moss-head. He noticed and stood up right after. I raised my foot in the air as he unsheathed his sword on time.  We fought through all the noise outside although I suppose we were the loudest. Luffy stepped foot in the room for food but since we were too busy fighting, we didn't get the chance to tell him what had happened. He kept quiet and dragged himself out, tongue sticking out, desperately waiting for lunch.

We both rested after arguing for several hours. We hadn't reach any place new, we've just been travelling on seas, hence the fact we continued until the nearing of dinner. I was slowly sliding down my chair until I felt someone's head lock on my shoulder. I inhaled sharply as I found out that the moss-head had decided to sleep on my shoulder. Oh, how horrible can this day be!? The crew is starving and I need to make dinner! I somehow couldn't speak up to the moss-head which was unlikely of me. He stared at me curiously after seeing my panicked face. He stood up from my shoulder as I dashed to kitchen counter where I thought of dinner. I didn't have much time, nor was I planning to waste my precious time right now. But, I need to think of good food to make for them. After all, I should treat them for starving themselves the entire day because of us. A few long minutes passed by and I forced Zoro to where I was standing. I handed him a piece of paper that included a list of things he could be of service. There was a load of small responsibilities he could do such as sweeping the floor, arranging the plates and glasses, giving me supplies or food items that I need for the dish, etc. The bigger responsibilities included checking the steak from time to time. I told him that the bigger responsibilities were optional.