The Icemaker (Zosan Fic)

Chapter Seven

Zoro was exhausted, he leaned his head against the shower tile, letting the water run off him. He was wondering if he really was going to go through with this party. He forgot Sanji invited him, and he regrets not remembering. Whenever he disappointed Sanji it made him feel like he swallowed nails. He walked out in some sweatpants a new shirt, towel wrapped around his neck. He ran his hand through his hair before walking out.

Sanji seemed like he was thinking over something, "Ready?" Sanji looked up, nodding. They walked out of the building, a car ready to take them to Sanji's place. "I still only have that really nice outfit you gave me." He said, "But that's all I have nice."

"I know, we have an appointment with my stylist to get you a suit fitted."

"Do you realize how famous that sounded."

"Shut up." He scoffed, but smiled. They stopped outside a fancy looking place, Sanji and him walking to the door. They walked into the smell of flowers and perfume. Zoro shook his head, trying to walk out but Sanji grabbed his arm and dragged him inside.

A girl with who looked like Sanji a little was sitting behind the desk talking to a receptionist. "SANJI!" She jumped up, walking around to them and giving him a hug. She looked at Zoro, but didn't say anything. "How are you brother?" Zoro furrowed his eyebrows.

"You have a sister?" Sanji turned to him, "Yeah, I didn't tell you?" Zoro shook his head, "Well this is my sister Reiju." She smiled, pushing her blonde hair aside, "And who are you?"

"This is my boyfriend Zoro." Zoro smiled, and his sister gasped, "Oh my god I forgot! I'm doing a fitting on you!" She grabbed him, pulling him into a room, Sanji following. She pushed him inside a dressing room, suits lining the walls. She walked out, and Sanji smiled at him. "She's real nice I promise." Zoro nodded, looking at the suits.

"Okay so green?" She said as she walked in with a suit with a green shirt and white tie. "Or white?" The other looked like a normal one. Sanji took the green one, and his sister smiled, setting the other on a hook before sending Sanji out. She held her hand out, "Undress now." Zoro blinked. "What?"

"Just do it." He heard Sanji call, and Zoro felt his cheeks burn up. "Dude come on." She snapped, and Zoro finally took off his shirt. "Come on, pants to."

"But do I gotta?"

"DO IT!" Zoro did as she was told, feeling very exposed. "Are you a hockey player?" She asked as she studied him, running a warm hand over some bruises and scars, "Yeah." He answered, wanting to smack her. "I see. Well, you look good for someone who doesn't work out much..." Zoro opened his mouth but she shushed him. She started to pull the green shirt on him, buttoning it. "Are you awkward by this?" She suddenly realized, and Zoro sent her a glare. Sanji walked back in, "Okay, I found this suit that looks better than the one I have."

"Sanji you have way too many."

"Yeah but this is better!" Sanji held it up, a blue shirt and a black tie. "Ugh fine, try it on you loser." She rolled her eyes, but tossed the rest of the outfit at her brother, "Make sure he puts those on right." And walked out.

"I have mixed emotions about her." Zoro said and Sanji laughed, finishing the buttons. "Yeah, she's a control freak." Sanji had him put on the pants and he showed how to put on the weirdest belt he's ever seen. For some reason he felt more comfortable when Sanji was helping him, which was weird cause he hated people in the same room as him when he changes.

"Okay!" He smiled, turning him to a mirror. Zoro tilted his head to the side. "I look..."

"Wonderful." Sanji finished for him, leaning his head on his shoulder. Zoro didn't say anything, just stared. "Hey Sanji..." Sanji looked at him, "Put on that other suit..." Sanji remembered the discarded outfit and did what he was suppose to do. Zoro stared at himself, he reminded him of something.