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

Their love for each other. (I)

Sanji's POV
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Post-Fishman Island

Today, Robin-chwan had volunteered to go and cook for the crew, she beamed at me when I allowed her. I wanted to see her smile more often, the thought of her face lifting up in a jolly way and her lips glistening in the sunshine gives me goosebumps. I watched her every move as her breast bounced about, causing a nosebleed to occur to me. Her hourglass hips moved lithely in the kitchen as she cooked the eggs and started multiple different things all at once. Then, there was a certain moss-head that came to sit beside me that ruined my entire moment with Robin-chwan. My heart snapped into two upon seeing the damn swordsman sit beside me, lying down on the chair without a care in the world. "Oi, what're you doing this early? I told everyone to keep out of the kitchen until I call." I growled, receiving a narrowed eye from the moss-head beside me. "I don't care. I can't sleep peacefully with basically the entire crew having a party." He groaned as he whipped his head the other direction. Gritting my teeth, I sighed lowly, placing my head flat on the table. I raised my head slightly, watching the beautiful lady in front of me playfully move around, each of her movements being as graceful as she is. I grinned at her, a bright pink and bulging heart eyes worn on my face. The green-headed man glared at me, crossing his arms and rolling his eyes. I jolted up, staring at him angrily because of his arrogant gestures.

All of a sudden, I heard a plate thud and a small gasp escape from a woman's throat as I saw extra hands keeping our appealing archeologist up. I swung the chair back and sprinted towards her, holding her tightly in my arms as the extra hands holding onto her disappeared. "Thank you, Sanji-san, but two glasses had fallen down." She said quietly, her hands holding my neck as I lifted her up slowly. "Ah, nothing's more important than the ladies." I exchanged a charming look to her, kissing her hand as she stood there with her other hand wounded by a shard that seemed to have sprung onto her. My heart thumped loudly in my chest, causing me to jump towards her after snapping out of my daze, carefully feeling the edges of the shard. The woman winced from the sudden touch in the wounded area, whereas the idiot was fast asleep on the chair in peace and quiet. "Oi, moss-head!" I shouted, hurriedly grabbing a broom to clean up the shards left untouched on the ground. His eye fluttered open, giving me a look until he noticed a fragment of glass sticking upwards on Robin-chwan's hand. I threw the broom across the counter, running towards the door and stopping midway to explain all the confusion. "I'm gonna call Chopper. Sweep the floor." I demanded, reaching for the doorknob and shutting the door loudly on them.

"CHOPPER, HURRY! ROBIN-CHAN HAS A PIECE OF GLASS STUCK IN HER HAND!!" I shivered at the thought of him removing the piece out of her hand, just the blood streaming out of her hand is hard to bare as usual. The doctor transformed into a human and bounced up to the kitchen, jerking the door open, his hands put to his mouth the moment his eyes laid on Robin-chwan's hand. He dashed towards her, switching back to his adorable little self, examining the swollen area with a shard sticking right up. I gasped at her, my hands trembling, hoping nothing too harmful were to happen to a gorgeous and intelligent woman like her. His entire body was soaked in sweat as he calmed down, sighing in relief and wiping off most of the sweat clinging onto him. "She'll be alright." He said softly, ignoring the fact I had almost tripped on my own self just sprinting towards her. "Hey curly, why don't you kiss her hand as usual?" He laughed about, his broom rocking along with him as he unintentionally spread out more fragments. Chopper and Robin-chwan turned to each other in concern, wishing that Zoro hadn't lost his sanity yet. I inhaled sharply; a fist forming and a few nerves showing up on my right temple. "Hey moss-head, why don't you kiss your ass goodbye the moment I kick you to the moon?" I replied coldly, a sly smile reaching my face while marching towards the bastard who chose violence once he woke up. A small chuckle echoed in the room as he placed his thumb on the sword, prepared to fight.