Sanji and Zoro Fanfiction: The Last Supper

Zoro and Sanji can never stay quiet for even a moment when they’re together. I love their “fighting is affection, scolding is love” dynamic, where they love each other so much they’ll kick each other when words aren’t enough. But there won’t be too many sugary romantic scenes in this story. They’re Zoro and Sanji, after all. A peaceful life just doesn’t suit them. Zoro meets Sanji at Zeff’s funeral. He was supposed to attend the funeral of Ace, a fellow detective, but got lost instead. And so their tangled fate begins to unfold. Meanwhile, a conspiracy involving Sanji, the government, and a world war is set in motion. A technology that can access information from every country is extremely dangerous. The moment ambitious conspirators include it in their plans for war, the world will irreversibly set out on the path to destruction! The government, □□. What is just may not be just, and what is evil may not be evil. The real world makes it impossible to distinguish right from wrong, and amid this haze, they continue on their way. “Plan M,” the secret resource still lying dormant in OP City, the government’s decision, and most importantly, Sanji’s amusing discovery that he is the one who truly decides how the story unfolds. “Hey, Mosshead, I made this dinner just for you. Eat it gratefully, damn it! This is... our last supper...”