When You’re Ready(Roronoa Zoro One Shot)

The rhythmic clink of metal on metal rang out on the ship as someone trained. It was pretty loud as it eclipsed the clinks of my work with my pistols.

I was taking them apart and cleaning them, or at least that’s what I was pretending to do. I was actually watching a certain green haired man train. The strong sunlight was causing him to sweat even more profusely, all of it was running down  his sculpted abdomen, teasing me.

“Rei?” My gaze snapped from in front of me to my left where Usopp was trying to talk to me, “Are you seriously still cleaning those things?” He teased.

My face heated up a little bit at his words.

“What’s going on, man?” He asked.

I shrugged before responding, “My mind’s just been else where, okay?”

“Thinking about your next masterpiece?” Usopp nudged me.

I felt my face heat up as I growled, “Yes.”

“Tell me about it, please!” Usopp begged.

“No, you’ll see it when it’s done.” I told him turning back to the task at hand. I was the artist on the Straw Hat crew. I loved it, and I was more than happy to show people my art work… when it was finished. It was only ever when I had a work in progress was I hesitant to share with anyone. And, of course, Usopp wanted to see it at all stages.

“But I wanna see it now!” Usopp exclaimed and tried to reach for the sketchbook I had beside me.

I snatched it before his grubby fingers could even graze the cover.

“No!” I yelled, clutching the book to my chest, “You can see it when it’s done!”

“But, Rei!” Usopp whined.

“Usopp, leave him alone.” Zoro snarled to the long nosed man on my behalf.

“Oh, come one, Zoro. Don’t you wanna see what Rei’s been working on long into the night?” The black haired boy teased.

The swordsman set down his massive weight and turned to look at the two of us. My face flushed even further getting the full view of his chest and stomach, with that sexy scar across it all.

“Leave him alone, he’ll show it to us when he’s ready. Until then, knock it off.” He snarled.

Usopp laughed as he backed away from me and, more importantly, my sketchbook.

“Come on, it was teasing, it was teasing! I would never want to see your work before it’s done! Come on, you know me!” He then laughed more and took off to another place in the ship.

I sighed and relaxed, allowing my sketchbook in my arms to fall to my lap instead of the vice grip I had it in.

“Thanks.” I smiled up at the swordsman.

Zoro smiled down at me as he wipped his forehead with a towel he had draped around his neck, “No problem, your art work is yours to release when you’re ready.”

I felt my smile widen even more as I looked down at the black cover of my sketch book. Before setting it to the side and turning my attention back to my pistols.

To my light dismay Zoro was putting his weights away, he was done with training today.

I sighed slightly and began my assembly.  Deciding that when I was done I would go up to the crow’s nest and draw. I liked it up there.

I hummed to myself as I made charcoal lines along the mostly blank page. My latest ‘masterpiece’ was not what everyone thought. While I would usually draw the crew together, or doing interesting things, or scenes from some of the previous adventures that we’d been on; this one was different.

This one was something I couldn’t hold in anymore, it was a charcoal drawing of Roronoa Zoro. His long, green coat was off one of his arms mostly exposing his chest and abdomen and the scar along it. His dark green bandanna was on his head, casting a shadow over his steely eyes giving him a predatory and sexy look about him. One of his swords, Shusui, was completely unsheathed and he was holding it across his body in a downward angle. Held close to him, with his other arm wrapped around their frame, was me. A more feminine version of me.

I sighed as I looked over the drawing of myself, I hated it. My face was rounder and nose smaller, eyes larger and I stood shorter than I actually was with a slightly scrawnier figure. My short, messy hair was slightly longer. I tried my best to make myself look like a girl for him here. It didn’t work out though.

Not as thought I was a hyper masculine figure to begin with. I only stood at about five feet six inches. Had very little bulk muscle, it was all made for speed. My dark brown hair was short and messy, curling at awkward angles. My dark eyes were… dark and rather boring. I didn’t have really masculine features but there was no way you could confuse me for a girl even if I tried.

I growled quietly to myself, it would never work out. How could he ever feel the same about you. You’re a boy, he doesn’t like boys. Just look at how he acts around Robin, he’s kind, and with Nami, they’re like an old married couple. And how he acts around the guys? Mostly he’s vaguely interested in their activities but mostly is annoyed by their antics, especially Sanji.

I cursed myself, wishing and praying to whoever could hear me that I could have been born a girl so I could stand some kind of chance with him, or at the very least that I didn’t have these stupid feelings towards him. That he didn’t make me feel the way he did.


I squealed and threw myself onto my sketch book before I whipped around to come face to face with the stupid moss head himself. I felt my face get really hot. He had come over the side of the railing on the crow’s nest, and a million thoughts flooded my mind.

Did he see what I drew? Did he recognize me in the drawing? Did he care? Did he think I was weird? What did he think about it at all? Was he going to throw me off the ship? Was he going to cut me? Was he going to reject me after acknowledging me feelings? What if he makes fun of me?

“Yes?” I squeaked out, seeing a confused look on his face.

“Sorry.” He muttered and turned his head away from me, “I should have called up to you on my climb, I don’t think that was ready to see yet.”

I shook my head furiously.

“What’s up?” I asked, trying to calm myself. He thought it was an unfinished piece. He didn’t care.

“Uh, dinner’s done.” He told me.

I nodded and took a deep breath, “Thanks.”

I quickly closed my sketch book, making sure not to let him see the drawing anymore. I stood up and took a step towards the railing waiting for him to start climbing down so I could follow.

He stayed where he was. I cocked my head to the side.

“Something wrong, Zoro?” I asked him.

He turned back to look at me, his face completely serious. I stiffened, did he understand what I drew and was about to lash out at me?

“Yeah, you really need to start seeing yourself the same way I do. You looked pathetic in that drawing compared to what you actually are.” He shot me a smirk.

I was taken aback for a second but recovered quickly, “Excuse me?” I shot at him.

He paused as he was about to climb down, looking at me playfully, “I might need to see that drawing again, but what I thought I saw was me and a crappily drawn you in my arms. You need practice at drawing yourself better.”

I opened and closed my mouth as I stared at him, that same coy smirk on his handsome face.

“What?” He laughed at me, “You didn’t know?”

“Didn’t know what?” I demanded.

“I like you.” He told me.

I felt my face turn into a furnace at his words, “But-but-but, Robin, and N-Nami, you-you-”

“I don’t like either of them.” He told me, “Where’d you even get that idea from?”

“You, just, seemed to act like you did, is all.” I muttered.

He smirked wider at me, “No, why do you think that I always defend your not wanting to show your drawings before you’re ready?”

I looked away and turned my head down. I guess that explains that, I thought.

“You’re cute when you blush.” Zoro said softly, my head shot up to stare at him. That cocky smile still plastered in his handsome features.

I muttered a thanks, averting his gaze again, before he reached forward and grasped the front of my shirt and pulled me forward. I was afraid for a second or two that he was going to smash his mouth onto mine.

“Are you okay with this?” He asked me softly.

“What?” I blinked.

“Are you okay with me kissing you?” He asked me, my eyes widened at his words, “I wont do it if you’re not ready for that sort of thing.”

I shook my head, “I-I’d actually like that.”

He needed nothing more, he pulled me forward lightly and pressed his lips gently onto my own. It was everything that I wanted and more.

Zoro pulled away after a few seconds and smiled genuinely at me.

“Come on.” He urged as he started to descend the ladder, “Before the damn, Ero-cook gives all the food to Luffy because we aren’t there.”

I hurried to follow him down the ladder for dinner, not once for the rest of the evening did the giant smile on my face ever once leave.


Crimson Love(A Renji Yomo Lemon)

My back roughly hit the hard wall as a skilled tongue forced its way into my mouth. My fingers tangled their way into silky blonde hair. Our teeth clashed together as I wrapped my legs around his slim hips, trying desperately to get closer to him.

His hands pulled my shirt open, forcing buttons to fly. We both took a reluctant moment to catch our breaths and stared into each others black and red eyes. We both had our kagune activated from earlier.

A fight, a small injury, and I was covered in blood. It had soaked through my cloths and smeared onto my skin, creating an… interesting contrast to the heat and lust we were both feeling at the moment.

I pushed his jacket off and all but ripped his shirt up over his head. Renji lifted his arms to aid me, I tossed it to the side before running my tongue over his collar bone.  He pulled at and tore the wrappings I wore around my chest while in costume, allowing my modest chest to spring free. He palmed one of my breasts while his other hand was on my ass, massaging that.

I moaned against his pale skin before I bit down, drawing a small amount of blood. It was his turn to moan as I licked it all up. His one hand left my chest and instead tangled into my dark hair, pulling me away from him. He flashed me a shit eating grin before tugging my head back further and attacking my chest with millions of love bites.

I moaned quietly as his sinful mouth worked its magic, and let out a louder one as he actually broke skin on the top of my left breast, drawing blood. Which he happily lapped up before sucking on my nipple.

I panted, getting even hotter and more bothered by the second. If things didn’t proceed soon, I’d go crazy. Without thinking I removed my hands from his hair and reached down to undo his belt and pants, sticking my hands down and rubbing his half hard cock in his pants.

“Amaya.” He growled in my ear.

“Renji.” I matched, “I can’t wait much longer.”

“For someone so patient in everyday life, you certainly are pushy during sex.” He nipped as my neck.

I ground my hips against his as I replied, “Only because you tease me so much.”

“I give you what you want eventually.” He gasped.

“Not soon enough if you ask me.”

Before I knew it my bare chest was pressed against the cold, brick side of the building I had once been pressed against. My back was arched with my ass sticking out towards Renji, who firmly had one hand in between my shoulder blades keeping me pinned against the wall while his other worked on my belt. Then the button on my pants. And then the zipper. Before slowly pulling down my pants and panties halfway down my thighs.

His hand that was on my back moved towards my face.

“Suck.” He commanded.

I grinned as I took two of his didgets in my mouth without question and began suckling for dear, sweet life. All the while I could feel him get harder and harder as his member was partially resting on my ass, waiting patiently for the proper lubricant. The man never wanted to hurt me.

I slowly took in a third and watched the reaction on his face as I turned my head to look at him. The hunger in his red eyes could not be  more evident. And I returned ever last drop.

He finally couldn’t take it anymore and removed his fingers from my mouth, wasting no time he thrust one into me.

I moaned and braced myself against the wall with my arms as he began to finger fuck me. He added another and scissored me to stretch me in order to take his size. He wasn’t unbelievably giant, on the other hand, I was quite small down there. As he added the third finger I felt stretched the point of tearing and whimpered slightly in pain. Soft lips touched my lips as his fingers were removed. I whined at the loss but knew it was only temporary and was about to be replaced by something better.

He lined himself up at my entrance before ramming into me. I moaned in surprise and pleasure, but he was able to fit. Renji stayed like that for a few moments, allowing the time to adjust myself around him.

I nodded and braced myself better against the wall when I was used to his feel. The blonde planted his feet and gripped my hips before starting a killer pace. I moaned out again, the melody of skin slapping on skin and the occasional squelch of sex echoed out in the night air. My core was alight with fire only Renji was capable of bringing out in me, and my chest was ice cold pressed against the building. It was almost too much.

I felt Renji started to pulse inside me, knowing he was close. I had plans to milk him for all he was worth. One of his hands was removed from my hip as he reached around to play with my clit. That sent me over the edge. I was a convulsing, moaning mess as I pushed myself off the wall and into the chest and loving arms of Renji. He came inside me and held me close as I came down from my high.

His right hand drawing little designs along my abdomen. When I looked down, I saw he was actually drawing along my tummy with the still wet blood from my closed wound. I leaned my head back onto his shoulder and smiled at him. He smiled at me.

“I love you.” We both said at the same time, before leaning in and meeting for a passionate kiss.

Locker Love Notes(A Samon Gokuu One Shot)

Kitsuna rolled her ruby eyes as she heard her sister swoon over Hajime.

Damn was it annoying. High school was bad enough, but now I have that to deal with as well. She thought.

She reached into her shoe locker to pull out her combat boots, the red haired girl paused feeling something that felt like paper. She pulled it out and looked at it.

An emerald green envelope was in her hand, with ‘Kitsuna’ written on the back in the most beautiful kanji. She turned it over to see the envelope was sealed with a blood red heart sticker.

Her blood red eyes stared at it, questioning who might have put it in there.

“What’s this then?” Uno all but sang as he ripped the letter out of her hand.

“Aww! Someone has a crush on Kitsuna-chan! Isn’t that adorable!?”

“Kitsuna?” The red head heard Hajime question, “Who would be stupid enough to make a move on her?”

A tick mark formed on the fox’s forehead from all the commotion.

“Let me see, Uno! Let me see!” Nico called jumping up to try to get the letter from the taller boy.

“No can do, Nico!” Uno sang, “It wouldn’t be fair if I let you see it before I read it outlou- Ak!”

Kitsuna’s patience snapped and she hit Uno hard on the back of the head, ripping the letter from his hand in the process.

“Has anyone ever told you before that nosing into other people’s business get’s you killed?” She snarled.

“Oh, come on Kitsuna, we just can’t contain our curiosity.” Rock defended.

“Curiosity killed the cat, Rock.” The red head growled.

“Awe!” The four of them whined in annoyance as the fox stuffed the letter into her pocket and grabbed her boots out of the locker to put them on.

“Do you just not want us to know about your boyfriend?” Uno teased.

“Leave her alone.” Momoko cut in, glaring at the long haired boy, causing him to recoil and back away quickly, “It’s non of your business.”

“Thanks, Momo-nee-chan.” Kitsuna mumbled to her sister as she finished putting on her combats and stood up, “I’ll see you at home.”

She picked up her backpack from the floor and trudged out of the school heading home. Ignoring everyone calling after her as she went.

Kitsuna groaned, knowing she was going to get an earful of this tomorrow.

She rounded the corner out of the school yard to head home and all but ran into someone.

“Sorry.” She muttered and tried to step around them.

“Is that all you have to say?” A shrill voice laughed, forcing her ruby eyes to look up from the sidewalk and look into the apple green eyes of one Samon Gokuu.

Kitsuna growled, “What do you want?” She demanded.

“Maybe you should learn some manners.” He smirked.

She rolled my eyes, “Maybe you should fuck off.”

She then stepped around him quickly and trudged forward away from him and his posy.

The red haired girl felt something get tugged out of the back pocket of her shorts. She whipped around to see Liang grinning as he looked over the emerald green envelope in his hands.

“What’s this then?” He teased, “A love note? Who’s it for Kitsuna-chan?”

She rolled her eyes and held out her hand, “Me. Now give it back.”

“What juicy details are in here?” He teased again.

“That’s not fair you get to read it and I don’t!” Uno all but yelled as he sprinted over to them.

“Aw, too embarrassed to read this in public, eh?” Liang teased.

“Liang, let it be.” Samon said under his breath.

“Let’s read it finally!” Uno cheered as he ripped the letter out of Liang’s hand and tore it open pulling out a pale green piece of paper.

Your parents did right naming you, Kitsuna, as a fox is exactly what you are. Your eyes full of stars on a clear night, your smile as bright as early morning light, your laugh more sweet than a summer’s rain, and I can’t believe I haven’t mentioned your brain. So smart and determined, always at practice, I hope you don’t think my words are sarcastic. I could waste away hours watching you, with everything you do my passion for you renewed. I hope you don’t think less of me for hiding behind this letter, for I feel if I actually talk to you about this it would surely bring bad weather. I really wish for you to know in your heart that I think of you when we’re apart. Your secret admirer, -S” 

Kitsuna’s face heated up as Uno read. The blonde looked up at her with a shit eating grin.

She lunged forward and snatched the letter out of his hand and kicked his legs out from under him.

“Alright 11, you think that’s really funny! How about you tell me how long it took you to write that huh!? Clearly you’re the one trying to pull one over on me!” The girl accused.

“It’s not me!” Uno yelled in defense and curling up in a ball, “I didn’t do anything about it, obviously you actually have a secret admirer! I don’t know how anyone could think any of that about you!”

Kitsuna glared up at everyone around her, while Uno was reading everyone else showed up and crowded around them.

“Whoever thought it would be funny to do this, I suggest you stop before you get hurt. I don’t find this amusing.” She then turned and stormed off back home, heat still filling her face.

There was no way that was serious. No one would dare. She thought as she trudged on.

She took a few deep breaths to clam herself.

She knew exactly how to find out who it was.

“Homework on a weekend… Damn that teacher!” Uno cried as he, Jyugo, Rock, Nico, Hajime, Hitoshi, and Kitsuna walked out of their class room and towards their show lockers.

“You complain too much, 11.” Hajime growled.

“Not everyone likes work, Hajime!” The blonde yelled at the taller man.

“What the?” Rock questioned, stopping dead in his tracks and causing Jyugo, Nico, Uno, and Hitoshi to crash into his back.

“What’s the big deal, Rock?” Uno all but yelled at the taller man, but as he peered around him, he realized why he stopped.

In between two rows of lockers there was a person hanging upside down, bound tightly in ropes, gagged, and wriggling around like their life depended on it.

“Kitsuna-chan, isn’t that guy hanging right in front of your locker?” Nico questioned hesitantly.

“Yes. Yes he is.” The red head smirked and strode forward towards the hanging boy. She gripped his hair and turned him around to face her.

“Well, well, well. If it isn’t Samon Gokuu.” She grinned.

The tied up monkey froze as bullets of sweat started pouring off of him. He knew deep down that he was about to be killed.

“Kitsuna, what the hell did you do?” Hajime all but exploded at the girl.

“I wanted to see who was stupid enough to leave me notes in my locker. Looks like I found him.” The red eyed girl growled.

“Kitsuna-chan, I would hurry up and cut him down before the principal comes and sees this. You don’t want to get expelled, do you?” Hitoshi called out to the girl.

“I probably should, shouldn’t I?” Kitsuna teased as she circled the boy, slowly pulling out her pocket knife and raising it to use it.

“Kitsuna, no!” Jyugo yelled but it was too late.

The rope holding the monkey up was already cut and he let out a shriek before falling to the ground with a thud.

The girl’s classmates all stared at her like she was insane as she pocketed her knife again. The red haired girl looked up at them, gave them a confused look for a moment before she shrugged and turned back to the issue at hand.

She knelt down and pulled the rope gagging the monkey out of his mouth so he could speak.

“So it’s been you, huh?”

Samon scoffed, “Have you ever heard of a joke?”

Kitsuna rolled her eyes, “Most jokes like this consist of vague and, rather standard comments and compliments. You actually went into depth with all the notes you’ve left.”

“All?” Uno all but yelled, “You’ve only gotten one?”

“That you know of.” The fox smirked at the boy before turning back to the red head still tied up.

“I was dedicated.” Samon growled.

“Or desperate.” Kitsuna sighed, “You know, if it was a joke, which I’m still not convinced it was, it was very sweet. I never knew you had a romantic side, Samon.”

By this time the monkey’s face was beat red. He didn’t have any good excuse anymore so he just turned his head away so he wouldn’t have to face the red eyed girl.

Kitsuna sighed in content again before she reached back into her pocket and pulled out her knife, cutting the green eyed boy free.

Samon finally hand his limbs free, with his new found movement he pushed himself up from the ground and onto his feet. Dusting himself off soon after.

“You should know better than to tie random people up like that, fox.” He growled.

Kitsuna rolled her eyes as she pulled her combat boots on, “And maybe now you’ll know not to put random things in other people’s lockers.”

Samon crossed his arms and turned away from the girl rather childishly, “You should be happy I gave you my attention. I mean, who would want to go out with you?” He scoffed.

“You.” She muttered standing straight up and grabbing her backpack, “That is if you want to.” She offered.

Samon’s face was once again red as the girl’s eyes, “Pardon?” He questioned.

“Would you like to go get ice cream with me, Samon?” She grinned.

The green eyed boy sputtered for a moment before he regained his composure, crossing his arms tightly, “Only because you know my one weakness. But I’m buying!”

The girl held back a laugh, “If you insist.”

She then started out of the school, leaving the boy to stand there with his nose turned up and his arms still corssed. Samon realized and started after her. Though he convinced himself it was because he didn’t want to be in that school any longer than was necessary, and not because he actually wanted to go out with the fox.

The boys who were still standing in the lobby of the school blinked, trying to register what exactly had gone down.

“Everyone else saw that too, right?” Uno was the one to break the silence.

“Yeah.” Just about everyone replied.

Hajime sighed and rubbed his temple. He should have known it was the monkey doing that. He knew for the longest time that the two had unspoken feelings for one another, they were just too stubborn to let it through.

But now his main concern was not the new…. happy? Couple. It was the yelling children beside him who were going crazy after seeing that interaction.

He made a mental note to smack both red heads for it, as it was due to them he was about to get horrible stomach cramps.