@ryuukenshi​ asked: “I followed you.” // OP AU Dragon!Zoro.

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   “I noticed,” Law says, golden eyes watching the man before him closely.

   Kikoku hangs from his hand, thumb pushing the hilt up and loosening the blade from its sheath with a click. He doesn’t like being followed, especially not when his tail could be a threat to his crew. Sure, Law might have saved this man’s captain at Marineford but that doesn’t mean Zoro is going to greet him with a smile and kindness. They’re still pirates, still enemies.

   His brow furrows, his jaw tight. Law can’t quite put his finger on it but something doesn’t feel right. He remembers watching Zoro fight on Sabaody and this man standing before him doesn’t have quite the same aura about him. It is more animalistic, more feral somehow.

   ✉ @ryuukenshi said: The moment he felt the hand on his ear harshly, Zoro was already turning as a calloused hand reached out to grab hold of the wrist attached to the hand. "Oi," the swordsman protested unhappily, "What are you doing?!" / op verse: dragon!zoro

Your muse catches mine in the shower. What is your muse's reaction?

The Polar Tang’s communal showers were generally a place Ikkaku felt comfortable. The guys were respectful enough and didn’t make a big deal over her being naked, though a few did still awkwardly make a big deal of not looking at her. Generally she found this more amusing than anything else, though.

So when the door to the showers was opened just as she’d lathered up, she merely gave a cursory glance over her shoulder.

To her surprise, instead of one of her crewmates, she found Zoro standing in the entrance, and her face went bright red.

“Holy shi-- GET OUT!” she snapped, covering herself as best she could with one arm and throwing a bar of soap at the closing door with the other.

It wasn’t until after he was gone that she realized that her reaction had been a bit hypocritical. It had probably been an accident since the big lug likely had gotten lost. And it’s not like he’d been leering.

     the island was inhabited, least that’s what he had heard from the other sirens he had come in contact with. they all said that there wasn’t much for hunting so they stayed away from it--and for that usopp was more than happy to soak up the sun’s rays in a shallow pool that had formed thanks to the rocks around it. 

Ikkaku jumped a bit at the unexpected voice behind her. She hadn't even heard Zoro come into the kitchen. Then again, she'd been more focused on not screwing up the bento box she was carefully arranging, so maybe he hadn't even snuck up on her.

Glancing over her shoulder, she gave an embarrassed little shrug. "I'm making some onigiri shaped like Bepo. Our cook came up with it, and sometimes when Law's being a stubborn ass it's the easiest way to make him actually eat."

Gingerly she placed the last adorable, polar bear-shaped rice ball into the box. Law's lunch was now absolutely perfect, and paired with the their navigator's pleading eyes, she was certain their captain would now eat. All that was left was to put away the leftovers.

Ikkaku did her best to keep her eyes from drifting down, especially since Zoro didn’t seem particularly bothered by being nude in front of her, but she refrained. After all, she wouldn’t exactly be pleased if a man took such liberties, and she didn’t want to enforce a double-standard.

Didn’t mean she didn’t greedily admire his torso for a few seconds while he talked. After all, she was only human.

“Yeah, we set up camp a little ways downstream,” she said, turning around to give him some privacy while he got dressed. “There are supposed to be some rare medicinal herbs around here. Law’s not usually into pharmaceutical or herbal medicine, but it’s supposed to be particularly effective on animals, so he’s hoping to make something for Bepo when he gets sick.”

Even if there weren’t any special plants, Ikkaku had to admit the trip had been worth it for the view, and she wasn’t just talking about Zoro’s physique. The waterfall alone was absolutely stunning, and she hoped the Hearts could spend a few nights there before the log pose reset. And if Zoro were here, Law would probably want to see him. Her captain still hadn’t quite figured out what was up with the green-haired swordsman, and she knew such a mystery infuriated him.

Scowling, Zoro was honestly not happy with this. If she'd made them for him, why was she taking bites off of HIS meal?? With this on his mind, the dragon grabbed hold of the wrist which was holding wrist HIS onigiri and pulled it towards his mouth; he then took the largest, most obnoxious bite that he could before letting her hand go for good. "I never said anything about being a chef," Zoro replied as he munched on the onigiri. "As for the sake, that's a weak threat, Curly."

Ikkaku stumbled a bit when he grabbed her wrist and yanked her forward, having not quite expected him to manhandle her. And she wasn’t too proud to admit that when he took that huge bite, she counted her fingers after to make sure he hadn’t eaten them along with the rice ball.

Naturally, she glared as she rubbed her wrist. “Well, Zoro, maybe you shouldn’t complain about someone bothering to make you a meal, then. As for the sake, well, act like a child, get treated like a child.”

Admittedly, it had been a weak threat, but she didn’t exactly have many options. Hitting him over the head would be satisfying, but if brain damage was the reason he couldn’t remember his crew, she couldn’t risk it. He was also too strong for most other attacks unless she coated her fist in Haki. And most of all, he was too dense and stubborn to listen to reason. It was frustrating as hell.