Sanji has been charged for second degree domestic violence. Where he will spend the next six years behind bars. But. There is a small chat, about someone. Who is him?

Zoro Roronoa is a retired black-ops agent suffering from PTSD; after moving to a small town and getting married in hopes of leaving that life behind him, a chance meeting with a smarmy, blond paramedic changes all of that. Thus ensues a summer of tempestuous desires, heart-wrenching decisions, and unforeseen espionage.

Sanji could easily admit that, among the crew, Zoro was someone that he respected only for his battle skills, but otherwise, didn't have any sort of relationship with. The fact that they hated each other's guts, and could barely go by without killing one another in the first ten seconds said it all. Yet, something snapped inside of Sanji at the sight of the werewolf standing tall in that wrecked courtyard, proud, even when facing death. That was only the beginning. Final word count: 50k

A.U.~ You only see black and white UNTIL you recive the first touch from your soulmate. Then, color blooms before your eyes in a vivid flood it circles around you. The catch? You lose color when the love dies. Zoro has already seen color, and lost it. Sanji has never seen color, and doesn't believe in it. [Completed 2/28/16] Highest rank #4 under zosan

Zoro won't let anyone touch his booz. No exceptions. But maybe a cute drunk Sanji... Could be a good exception. Anonymous said: For your fanfics: Zosan, sfw, not au please. Something containing drunk Zoro please ^^

I've decided to draw the story I wrote a while ago. it's about zoro x sanji being friends with benefits. I don't own the characters

Zoro and Sanji feel an unexpected attraction and they decide to test it. Between rebellion, desire and a crazy crew in love with adventures, how will their relationship evolve? Is it a new way of waging war or an opportunity to develop more complex feelings? In any case, there will be sparks. Between the two of them, it's always a matter of pride.