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[SANJI]
He wakes up to the sound of his first alarm.
Funny how he always puts more alarms on his phone even though he wakes up when the first one starts ringing.
He fixes his hair as he sits on the bed, just to wake up completely and stop the alarm, as he turns on the lamp on the bedside, he stares at the purple and pink tonalities invading the room.
It’s still 4:00 AM, he needs to wake up early this time, he’s got work to do.
He turns on the TV at the top of his desk and stares at the news. The noise of the TV is the only thing keeping him sane inside that small apartment.
He puts on a big hoodie and walks out of his room. His living room and kitchen have the same purple, blue and pink lights.
It’s been three years since Zeff’s death, since he sold their house and started using that money to buy a small apartment and live without worries for a while.
He then takes his keys and goes to the first floor of his building, just to take some packages left for him.
“Huh... It finally arrived” He says to himself and takes the elevator to go back to his apartment.
He leaves the boxes at the living room and heads back to his room to take a shower.
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[ZORO]
Anyone who is asked how they would imagine a Japanese man would say something with words like: serious, intelligent, black hair, white skin, organized, polite.
Well, that didn’t describe Zoro at all.
Dark skin, green hair, sport clothing. It was nearly 18:00 PM and he was already drunk and sitting at a bar owned by a friend.
He was tired of his intense training, so he thought drinking was a good idea.
He orders another glass of beer and rice crackers and sighs as he looks at the rain drops on the window.
All the people is running to protect themselves from the rain.
“Shit...”
His phone rings again for the fourth time that afternoon and he turns it off. It’s maybe Yozaku reminding him of their training session for that night.
He’s tired.
As soon as the waiter brings his beer, he takes it and orders another one, knowing he will drink it like water.
Apart from the fun he has at the kendo tournaments, he’s bored of the same routine everyday, tired of walking the same directions everyday and talking to the same people. He knew that was a sacrifice he had to make if he wanted to become a kendo champion.
He waits for his beer and pays the bill, just to take his swords and walk out of the place waving at Rayleigh, the owner.
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[SANJI]
He puts on a black sweater and jeans and walks to his kitchen.
He just cuts some fruit and makes a cup of coffee with milk, after that, he sights loudly and takes his food to his room.
As he leaves the plate on his desk, he turns on his computer and looks at the screen, sitting on his office chair.
“Wow...”
He had to make a new document for Zeff’s restaurant’s money.
Even though he couldn’t cook anymore, he wanted to keep the restaurant and let the other cooks in charge of it.
He finishes the document and prints it. After a while, he puts on a pair of black converse and a grey coat, he takes his phone and the key to his apartment.
It doesn’t take long for him to get to the Baratie, he’s greeted by the waiters and part of the staff.
“Hey, Sanji” Rebecca, a pink haired girl says as she looks at him. “Huh? You look sick...”
“It’s nothing, thank you for worrying... Where’s Carne?”
“He’s at the kitchen, I’ll call him, wait here”
“Don’t worry, I’ll go see him myself”
“A-Are you okay with that?”
“Well... I can be near fire now” He shrugs and smiles at her before he starts walking towards the kitchen.
“Hey, Sanji!” Patty says as he is washing his hands.
Sanji smiles at him and walks towards the entrance of the kitchen.
“Hey, Carne!” He shouts and Carne walks toward him.
“Oi!”
“I brought the documents, it seems we are still good on money, so don’t worry too much”
“I see...” Carne nods and takes the papers. “How have you been? Are you still going to therapy?”
Sanji shakes his head and looks at him.
“I stopped going... I just wanted some time to relax”
“I see...”
“Don’t worry, one day I’ll be able to cook again”
“Still, that means you haven’t eaten something nutritious, right?” Carne says, looking at him from head to toe. “Eugh, you’re too thin! I’ll cook something for you, wait outside!”
“I-It’s okay!”
“What would Zeff think of you being that skinny?! Come on, I’ll cook, you wait!”
After eating at the restaurant, he walks out with a smile and a bag full of food for him to heat for the rest of the day.
He goes back to his apartment and orders some more comic books and figures.
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[ZORO]
He lets out a sigh the moment the hot water hits his back.
“Shit...”
“Why did you come drunk to the training, Zoro?!” Yozaku says from the outside.
“Shut up... I wanted a drink”
“One drink doesn’t get you drunk, knowing you, at least there were five or six, even more”
“I just don’t feel like training lately... I’m bored of the same routine”
“Shit... Okay, let’s take two weeks of rest, how about that?”
“Huh?”
“I don’t think two weeks would affect your training if you come back giving your all after that”
“I see... Okay, I guess I can take a rest”
“Cool, I’ll just have to fix your workout plans for next month”
“Okay”
After a while, Zoro walks out of the shower and puts a towel around his waist. He turns on his phone and finds a new post from a page he likes, they posted a video of him training with Johnny.
As he scrolls down to the comment section, he can’t stop himself from making a face at an english comment.
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@BlackLeg:
Wow, what’s up with the green haired guy? He looks cool.
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Weird, he usually receives that kind of comments from women, which he doesn’t like at all.
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@Roronoa:
Me?! Cool?! Come on, What’s up with this blond dude? He seems weird.
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He chuckles but stops when he sees a new reply.
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@BlackLeg:
Hey! I was praising you here! Weirdo.
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Oh well, the weirdo was this guy, right?!
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@Roronoa:
Oh, really?! hahahaha The only weirdo here is you!
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He suddenly clicks to that guy’s profile and stares at a much bigger version of his profile picture.
Blond hair and blue eyes.
Handsome and young looking.
“Wow...”
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[SANJI]
Sanji stares at the screen of his phone and clicks on Zoro’s profile.
There’s a photo of the green haired man training with a sword on his hand.
“Nice...”
He looks interesting enough for Sanji to take the decision of sending Zoro a message.
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[SANJI] & [ZORO]
“Hey, how are you doing?”