Without other purpose (Zoro x reader)

Chapter 1

"Wha- it's you!" you yelped when turning around to face the same green-haired swordsman you saw running at the streets of the city a little while ago. You were honestly surprised that you weren't being pointed by a gun or one of his swords when turning around. Still on guard you pulled your jungle knife from the sheath on your hip and settled it defensively in front of you. "What are you doing here?!"

"So it was you stalking me," the man stated, crossing his arms not taking your defensive stance as threat, instead focusing his attention to the zombie tied to a tree by the treeline. "Why haven't you finished that one?" he questioned, settling his fingers on the handle of one of his swords and stepping closer to the zombie.

"No! He's mine," you barked, getting yourself between the zombie and him before he got his hands on your zombie. "Don't you dare touch Luke."

"Luke? Why are you protecting that thing," the mosshead questioned in disbelief while raising a judging eyebrow to you.

"I'm not protecting it, you can clearly see he is harmless," you muttered and moved just a little from in front of the zombie, showing him how he indeed was harmless. "With that motorcycle helmet on he can't bite anybody and with those sliced hands he can't scratch anybody," you pointed, taking hold of the rotten arm and showing the swordsman how you had taped the end parts of his once sliced arms. "All safe see, and I sliced his jaw off too and pulled out all his remaining upper teeth."

"So you are torturing it," the green-haired male asked, looking at you from the zombie with a weirded out expression. How nice now he thought you were a complete lunatic.

"No, I'm doing small learning and he isn't so bad traveling company either," you half-lied, tapping Luke's helmet in an affectionate manner that came off quite harshly. "But as I was asking, what are you doing up here?"

"I was heading north," he answered, scratching the back of his head and looking around. "And I guess I just bumped into you along the way."

"North, huh?" You questioned amused and smiled at him with a teasing smile. Making an irk mark appeared on his forehead.

"What?!" He barked at you, not understanding what you found so amusing.

"Nothing, nothing, you are just heading east at the moment," you said matter-factly, looking at your nails to irk him more, not paying attention to his face turning more sour.

"I'm not lost and how would you even know that," he demanded, questioning you while pushing his huge chest up in prideful manner. Wow, he had very sizable milkers right there.

"Well I just may know the points of the compass," you bragged, moving your eyes back to his face so you wouldn't let his huge chest distract you again. "Unlike some people," you said in a pitiful voice, but before he could bark back you continued. "What's in the north anyways?"

"Umm, some area I guess," he answered unsurely back. So he was just wandering and he didn't have any actual goal in mind. He was different from others you had met, but similar to you.

"You don't seem so bad so I give you little heads up then," you began and went to your zombie friend, releasing its leash from the tree and tying it to your bag strap. "From east, there," you pointed in the said direction so he would get it. "Is coming a huge herd of zombies, like the size of five full stadiums. I'm heading southwest so I can get out of their path. If I were to go straight south I wouldn't have enough time to get out of their way before they got to me. We are at the moment closer to the left end of the pack than right so it's smarter to head south and southwest exactly."

"How far are they?" He asked, getting more serious after hearing your information.

"Over a day away, but counting out the faster ones," you answered him, already starting to walk past him while tugging Luke behind you. "I'm sure you are strong enough to handle yourself, but you may want to avoid those coming," you reassured him when he didn't seem to move an inch to the best direction to go at the moment.