Zosan OneShots collection

The Secret of the Cherry Pie

A/N: DAY 3

— Do you keep making cherry pie? You know he's not coming back, don't you? It's better to give up. - Those words broke my heart, but I pretended not, I had to believe in the last glimpse of hope.

—  I'm making pies like every day, dad. To sell to whoever wants to buy.

Lie. Lie. Lie. I was doing it because I knew it was Zoro's favorite.

— If you're saying… - Zeff shrugged and walked out of the kitchen. I let out the breath I didn't even knew I was holding.

Zoro will come back. I know he will.

I don't know how, but my dad noticed that I had feelings for my childhood friend, and to my surprise, he didn't find it weird or say horrible things. I don't even know why I thought he would. It was Zeff after all, who always supported me in everything. Perhaps fear had made me believe he would be disgusted with me, even kick me out of the house. But I only got one "It's common for you to end up having feelings for him, after all you're always together. And it's noticeable that Zoro feels the same way. Now go prepare the birthday cake that Nami ordered." It was a conversation like any other we had.

But I believe Zeff was wrong about Zoro feeling the same way about me. Zoro would come to the cafe every day, order a cappuccino and his usual cherry pie, and I'm not going to lie that it's one of the things I do with the most love. The establishment is always full and I've been helping since I was a kid. First I just answered, then I started helping in the kitchen. However, Zoro no longer appears. He hasn't been here for a month, and I don't have the courage to go look for him. I hardly have time, this is the best cafe in town, and I'm not the one saying that. He doesn't want to see me, he wants to get away from me. So how can Zeff say he has feelings for me when all Zoro wants from me is distance?

But still, the spark of hope that he'll show up at that door never fades. Every customer that arrives, my heart races and I think he's finally going to eat the pie I prepared especially for him. But it was always the same person who took it all. And Zeff forbade me to prepare another just on a whim. I was supposed to prepare more than the customers asked for and it was over quickly. But I would never stop making the cherry pie.

- Sanjiiii!!! Piiiieee!

And here he comes. Luffy comes every day at a specific time, and takes it. The pie I prepared with so much love for my love. I can't refuse to sell it to Luffy, or anyone else who wants to buy it. It's money, after all. Zoro always arrived first in the olden days.

I shook my head to clear the thoughts and went to answer Luffy.

— You really like this pie, huh? - I decided to bring it up as the atmosphere got a little weird since I hesitated to hand it over to the brunette in front of me.

— Oh, it's not for me. - Luffy commented, then putting his hands over his mouth and started talking nonsense. — Well, Ace likes it more than me, then Dragon said that since Ace likes it I should buy it for Ace, not for me, I'm talking too much, I better go.

That was pretty weird. Really weird.

Zoro's pov

— Mihawk, is Zoro better? - I heard Luffy ask my father.

— When he eats his little friend's pie, his energies are invigorated, I don't know why he doesn't go there and talk about what's going on. - I heard my father answer.

— Did you tell Sanji that Zoro is sick?

I got up abruptly from the bed, and walked over to where they were.

— Never in a million years tell him I'm like this. I don't intend to see him anyway. - I said in a stern tone.

— Do you think you're the only one suffering from this, Zoro? - Luffy asked and withdrew. Did not quite understand. But Luffy isn't one to say things that really make sense.