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Title: A Crime Against Humanity
Rating: PG
Media: Fic
Character/Pairing: Zoro/Sanji but just barely
Word Count: 300
Prompt: Crime
Summary: It just had to go.


“The hell are you doing, shit-head?”
 
Zoro didn’t look up. “The world a favour, ero-curl.”
 
Usopp trembled beside the swordsman and tried to hide  behind Zoro. Sanji narrowed his eye and looked closer at the box. Zoro indicated at Usopp and the sniper's hands darted out to secure a length of chain  all around the cardboard but he wasn’t fast enough to stop Sanji from glimpsing flashes of orange and pink inside.
 
“What the fuck?” Usopp let out a rather manly squeak before he ran off, apologising to Zoro all the while. Sanji levelled a glare at the swordsman. “That better not be what I think it is.”
 
Zoro stared back, bored and unimpressed. “You wanna make my eyes bleed, remove them.” Zoro picked the box up and moved to throw it over the railing. Sanji’s leg snapped out and stalled the movement.
 
“As if I’d let you,” Sanji growled. In a flash Zoro’s hand was curled in his shirt collar, dragging the blond closer.
 
“We’re known for our violence, not bad fashion.”
 
Sanji sneered and glanced down at Zoro’s outfit. “What the hell would you know about fashion, asshole?”
 
“That it shouldn’t blind people who glance your way.”
 
Sanji sputtered indignantly and Zoro shoved him aside. He couldn’t recover fast enough and the box was thrown overboard and then proceeded to sink under the surface. Hot rage blinded him until Zoro grabbed him by the shirt again. “This.” Sanji looked down at the fisted material, utterly confused.
 
Zoro let him go and walked away and for some incomprehensible reason, Sanji was letting him. He absently smoothed the blue material back into place and adjusted his tie. His hands stilled at his neck as realisation dawned and he smirked. Maybe he could remove the more ostentatious outfits from his wardrobe.