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[It didn't matter where the rest of the crew had gotten to, Sanji was sure they were okay. They were with Luffy, right? And Luffy would look after them. He and the stupid marimo had their own problems now.

Stupid marimo indeed, getting lost and necessitating someone to hunt him down. They had been ambushed just as Sanji found him, and while it didn't seem like too tough a fight, the huge friggin' dinosaur-dragon-thing that decided to crash the party only made it worse. Both they and their foes scattered, and after a few too many hits, they realized the only way to get out with their lives was to run and hole up until it got tired of hunting and wandered off.

That's how they came to be in this cave, at least. Behind a waterfall, no less.

Sanji hid his limp as he prowled to the back of the damn space echoing with the roar of the falls. It was drier and quieter further back, though it cut off a significant portion of daylight. He had his lighter, at least, and dug it out to give them a quick burst of light. Hmm, nothing dangerous in here. Good.]

C'mon, let's make ourselves comfortable. We might be here a while.

[ow, his side. He hisses and lets the light flicker out for the moment, hiding his painful wince.]

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[he's unsure how to take that laugh. It makes him feel light even though he's pretty sure he should be feeling insulted]

It's how mine works. [he lightly touches the makeshift bandage] The bleeding stopped, didn't it?

[of course it did]

Willpower. [small don]

[pokes him in the bicep this time]

The bleeding stopped because I put my hand and a bandage over it, dumbshit. I'm not knocking your willpower, I'm sure that's what's keeping you upright, but seriously. Do you even hear yourself?

[less lighthearted now]

Yeah it helped but the bleeding wouldn't've stopped unless I told it to. [and just what the hell did he think he was implying] You wanna start something, ero cook?

Psh... [fine, let him believe it if he wants to] You're not worth the energy, moss-brain. Besides, I just got comfortable.

[pokes him again, since he's right there]

Why, you wanna start something back?

You couldn't keep up even if I did. [with his busted ribs and everything. He leans his head back against the wall] Don't you have a nap to take?

[or whatever he was doing to recover]

Oi, I can so! [he starts up, but yes, there's a twinge in his side that forces him to back down.] Or I would if I really wanted to, which I don't.

I said I was sitting, not napping. Clean the moss out of your ears.

[damnit he likes Sanji with fight in him, but now is not the time so he doesn't pursue it. Though oddly he feels unsatisfied, like he finished before he'd even begun. It just makes him more annoyed]

So sit quieter, dumbass. [nudge]

Stop that. [waves a hand like he's going to slap Zoro's wrist, though he doesn't.] You're not helping.

[He finishes his cigarette, grinds it out on the rocky floor and stows the butt in the little pouch that holds his pack and lighter.]

I hope we don't get stuck in here all night. We're going to need food sooner or later.

[Fuck you. He wants to nudge. To touch. To bite. No. Stop. Damnit. He remembers the feel of Sanji's legs under his hands and somehow that's worse. Well it's his own damn fault. He should have never have made the move if he wasn't prepared to deal with the consequences]

I'll go find something.

[he stands, feeling his wound prick a bit but stay mostly closed, and grabs his swords. There's gotta be something edible out there. Maybe he can find one of those rhino things and take it on face to face]

...what, wait, I didn't say...

[He's too slow to get up, though, and just reaches fruitlessly out toward Zoro.]

You're never going to find your way back if you just wander off! Give me a second, here, I'll go have a look.

[the thought of Zoro getting lost - as usual - fills him with more dread than annoyance this time. He doesn't want to be alone, and doesn't want either of them left without the other to lend a hand if necessary. Seaweed-brain in particular, he may think he's so tough but Sanji worries about those wounds.]

I'll be fine. It's not like I'm going to forget where a big damn waterfall is. I don't need to hold your hand.

[he'd like to. No he wouldn't. Not in that way. Maybe as an aftermath of-- No. Freaking mind, all this was bad enough]

[this time, the blush across Sanji's cheeks is pronounced. He tries to shake it off, or at least look away so Zoro can't see.]

I don't need you to, I just need you to actually get back here.

[he flops back down and curls one leg underneath him. The only way he knows to cover his desperation is to close himself off defensively.]

Fine, go then. Better bring me something good, all I've got is this fire.

[he was blushing. Why was he blushing? What was that supposed to mean? Zoro didn't get it. Urgh. Whatever. Forget it. He scoffs trying to cover up the sudden flustered feeling]

What, you need me cook?

[it had been meant as a joke but it falls flat and he realizes the moment it's out of his mouth how it sounds. Shit. How to recover from it? Shit shit shit. He can't just back out or it'd look like he said it seriously]

[Of course he does, but he's not going to say so. Sanji bites back a startled reaction, his eyes going to Zoro and then quickly away with a whip of his head around. He'll stare at the fire instead, to keep his reaction from being too obvious.]

More like you need me.

[It's grumbled under his breath. Still defensive. He's trying to ignore the truth, that they need each other right now, probably in more ways than one.]

[For some reason it's a little hard to breathe. The reaction isn't the easiest to read but... something dances on the edge of his senses. An opportunity. A moment. It could be great-- or it could go to shit but...

He'll take the consequences either way. He swallows hard and looks away himself, absently palming Wado's hilt, rubbing his thumb restlessly against the pommel.

Quietly, his own face heating he says:]

Yeah.

[the only time he was going to admit it. Take it and be satisfied. Then... since he was already started in that direction]

I want to touch you.

[it was almost exhilarating to say it out loud, but the kind where you weren't sure if you'd meet the blade or it would cut you. Either way was fine. He'd dealt with wounds before]

[Sanji's head whips back toward him, his visible eye wide. Did he seriously...?

His heart is hammering in his chest, he's aware of it rather suddenly, and has to take a deep breath before it thumps right up into his throat. He stares at Zoro for a long time, puzzling out that declaration, and then eases himself back down to his seat, resting his back against the wall. His gaze falls to his hands in his lap.]

What. What do you mean?

[Yes, more information, before he can really respond. Give himself time to think...]

What do you think I mean, dartboard?!

[what kind of question was that?! Instead of being hit or cut his opponents sword had turned into a quivering noodle and what the hell was he supposed to do with it?!]

I don't know what you mean!

[yes, the best way to counter is more yelling]

You just come out and say something like that a time like this, what am I supposed to do with it? What, do you want to pat me on the head or do you want to...to...

[he waves his hand in a vague gesture, even as his face heats up more than before. There's a lot that can be covered under touching and some of it sure is worth the flush, given the mental images arising now.]

Why the hell would I want to pat you on the head?! Why would anyone want to pat you on the head?! If I wanted to pat you on the damned head I wouldn't have said anything!

Then just do it! What, do you need my permission or something?!

[whoa where did that come from? Too late, it's out there. The force of Sanji's shout strains his side enough to make him double over right there, resting his forehead on the cool cave floor, trying to catch his breath. Fucking injuries.]

[watches him concerned but he'll be fine. It'll take more than a few busted ribs to bring Sanji down. Still-- fuck.

He drags a frustrated hand through his hair]

Just do it. What the hell kind of thing is that to say? Do you really have no idea what I'm talking about?

[because the ideas of him just touching Sanji wherever he wants and Sanji being okay with all of it just don't mesh in his head.]

[he finally lifts his head, glowering at Zoro.]

I can probably hazard a few guesses, but I never wouldn't have thought you...

[Well, no, there had been some near-misses. He sometimes caught himself watching the moss-brain work out and had to pull himself away from the distracting sight. But there's a lot he still doesn't know about Zoro, what he's into, what he wants, what he can do if he had the freedom to. So, Sanji simply pushes himself back up and sits staring at him across the cave, daring him with his eyes to show him what he's capable of.]

[Zoro is, on occasion, struck with flashes of intuition. Mostly he's as obtuse as a sack of rocks. Unfortunately this time is the latter since he can't get what Sanji is trying to say but gets that it's something. He's glaring at him in a challenging way but what's that mean?

He wants to ask "wouldn't have thought him" what? But that would be just a side track and confusing so he'll just ask straight out]

Do you want me to touch you or not?

[because if not, to hell with it. He wasn't that kind of person]

[Damn thick-headed marimo dumbshit...]

Touch me how?

[There, that's an easy enough question.]

[erierejr Why does he have to say it out loud? Why did Sanji say it was okay if he didn't even know what it was?! He was the pervert, so shouldn't he know?! Then again he seemed to be the most unsuccessful pervert Zoro had seen so maybe not.

Anyway it just-- he couldn't-- It was one thing to do it but another thing to say it and he'd already said enough and

furthermore-]

Forget it. You're just for women right?

[and that's as much he'll hint at it and if Sanji doesn't get the hint then he's a dumb as-- as-- he's an idiot]

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