A One Piece Twist (ZoSan)

A One Piece Twist: Chapter Two

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A One Piece Twist

Chapter 2

"Tell us where the money is kid," the scary man hissed.

Sanji's mind went numb with fear as the man pulled out a wicked looking knife. The fear was so strong that Sanji's whole body was shaking, yet he could do nothing as the man brought the knife closer to Sanji's left eye. His arms and legs strained against the ties that held him in place as the man used the knife to move the fringe of blonde hair that covered it.

As the man stepped closer, Sanji could see his face. It was terrifying, yes, but the look in his eyes were far scarier. Zeff's screams echoed in the abandoned building.

" One more time: Where. Is. The. Money," The man said again. 

" I don't know!" He choked out, sobs catching in his throat. 

"Wrong answer," the man said through clenched teeth and shoved the knife deep into Sanji's eye.

"Ahhh!" Sanji shot up from his bed clutching the left side of his face. "God, no!" He wailed, his half asleep mind still remembering the dream.

His breath came out in heavy puffs, and his heart felt like it was going to burst from his chest. He scrambled to turn on the light next to his bed, his right eye wildly looking around the room as he tried to calm himself. Sanji swung his legs to the floor and stood on shaky legs. He reached for the pack of smokes on his desk, jammed one in his mouth and lit it. 'God,' he shuddered, 'hadn't had a nightmare like that in years.' He supposed that the drama of yesterday brought it on, and by the time he walked back over to his bed to check the time, the sleep from his mind had cleared, and the details of the dream were almost forgotten.

The clock read 2 a.m. Damn, he slept over 12 hours. He rubbed his wrists and ran his fingers over the scars on his pale skin. 'Well, since I'm wide awake I might as well start to make preparations for this afternoon, right?' He said to himself.

He ran a hand through his hair as he went over to his wardrobe and opened it. From it he withdrew a pair of black slacks that really made his legs and ass look great, and a bright teal blue button up shirt that clung to his torso in all the right places. He was about to head to the bathroom to go take a shower when he remembered the bandages. Sighing he went to the bathroom and instead began to carefully wash himself with a wash cloth. This was going to take forever...

The first person to come downstairs was Mihawk. Sanji didn't even know he was there until he turned around to grab another carton of eggs and saw the dark haired man leaning against the kitchen door frame. Neither one said anything.

Sanji and Mihawk's relationship was a lot like Sanji's Zeff's had been, just without the kicking and insults. They didn't speak a lot, but when they did, they knew their words for each other were sincere and important.

" You had another nightmare," the tall man stated, getting right to the point. Sanji stilled, but wasn't surprised. After all he was called 'Hawk Eyes' Mihawk for a reason. Sanji grunted, not wanting to speak.

He heard Mihawk shift behind him and then saw the man's gold eyes as he stepped up beside Sanji. "You know," he said quietly, "That Shanks and I... We care for you, Sanji. If you need to talk to us about anything, please don't hesitate to come to us."

Sanji stopped cutting up the green peppers for the quiche he was making, and turned to Mihawk. Sanji didn't know if it was because the older man reminded him so much of Zeff, but he had been the first person Sanji had talked to weeks after the accident. Mihawk was a man that Sanji respected almost as much as he had Zeff. The man's quiet power spoke to the young Sanji, and even now when Sanji was almost 21, he still went to Mihawk with problems he had no way of fixing or just for advice. He smiled tiredly at Mihawk and said, "I know. You and Shanks are my parents, and you guys took me in and cared for me at my worst. I can never thank you guys enough, but please, don't take it personally when I say I don't really want to talk about it."