Does anyone know Hanahaki disease? It's basically a fictional disease people catch when their love is unrequited. The symptoms include coughing out red petals, once severe, the sufferer would cough up blood.
[This fanfiction took place right after this scene]
Recalling his promise to Sanji to kill him once he was back from whatever hell he went to, Zoro got up. "Oh right, I need to fulfill my promise," he said, taking another sip of Sake. The Sake in Wano is especially decadent, but why did it taste sweet and fragrant that day? Zoro stood up, ready to draw his sword to execute his nakama, but he felt a sudden tingle in his throat. He tried to ignore the itch, but the more he did so, the more it bothered him. Once he could no longer take it, Zoro coughed, and 2 petals of a red rose flew out of his mouth. "Petals?" he hummed to himself. Now the itch was gone, he smirked back at Sanji, trying to continue what he meant to do, but the itch came back, and it was way worse than before. Sanji's eyes widened. He never saw Zoro in such a state. Zoro sat back down, with his fingers on his chin, he was thinking. "Chopper, did you feed me any seeds or flowers while I passed out?" he yelled at Chopper who was playing with the 2 orphans on the other side of the room. Chopper rushed to his side and shook his head. Chopper was taken aback once he saw the petals on Zoro's palm. Could this be? the doctor mumbled to himself.
"I will get Tra-guy to have a second opinion!" Chopper ran outside to find the best doctor he could find on the land. Law was not difficult to find, since he was always glued to his mink comrade who stood out from the crowd. After explaining what he just discovered, Chopper led Law to the palace, where Zoro had been resting for a few days. "So he is alive, after all," Law exclaimed. It was difficult to know whether he was glad or burdened by it since Law had always been such a tsundere. The 2 petals Chopper saw earlier had multiplied by many, it seemed like his feelings towards this mysterious person were quite strong. "Good, you're back," Zoro said, grabbing as many petals as he could to fit into his hands. "It's getting worse," he added, followed by a cough. "Good grief, I thought this disease was a myth," Law said, fixing his cap. He squatted so he could examine the scene better. "You know if you confess your love, and they reciprocate the feelings, this will all go away," the doctor suggested. Zoro scoffed. "I don't know what you're talking about," he truly had not grasped the situation. No one told him the name and cause of this disease he caught. "If you say so... room!"
The surgery went accordingly. Law was able to successfully remove the flowers from both of Zoro's lungs and thank heavens he did, the flowers were growing rapidly, if they waited for another second, the thorns would have pierced through Zoro's lungs already. "Now I'm feeling better," he cracked his neck and gulped down an entire bottle of Sake. "Thank you," he told Law. As Zoro was enjoying his copious amount of booze, he heard a Shamisen being played. The same one that he heard during his most recent battle. Enticed by the mellifluous melody, Zoro intended to find out the player of the said song. His pace followed the sound of the beautiful notes and it led him to a room. He slid open the shoji to find Hiyori. Her delicate fingers were carefully plucking each string of the Shamisen. The princess stopped and looked up at the man who towered before her. Blushing, Hiyori looked away. "Go on," Zoro said, taking a seat right in front of her, his muscular hand was still holding a bottle of Sake. Hiyori nodded and resumed the paused song. A moment later, Zoro felt another tingle in his throat. He groaned in frustration, then coughed out the petals. Hiyori's blue eyes widened, she stopped playing entirely and threw the shamisen onto the ground. "I take it the surgery did not go well?" she placed one hand on his shoulder and another on his muscly chest. "It went great, I just have to confess my love to someone," he confessed.
Zoro hated this unfamiliar feeling of love. How could he be sure he was in love if he never knew it before? He pondered for quite some time before drawing out the potential candidates, it could always be Tashigi, he has a deep respect for the swordswoman as she constantly reminds him of his childhood crush and best friend, Kuina. Being around Tashigi felt familiar too. She is a good person, a warrior, just like him, and he assumed that was what he was looking for in a romantic partner. Zoro quickly brushed off the thoughts as he realized he never thought of her as more than a friend. He could never imagine a future with her, let alone a life with her.
Perona on the other hand, took care of him during his lowest. Having lived under the same roof for 2 years, they grew really close. Still, he only ever saw her as his older sister who was as annoying as a younger one. She was innocent, yet strong. Hell, even Zoro could not defeat her in a battle. Realizing Perona was never the object of his adult fantasies. This led him straight to another candidate. The last one in his book.
Zoro turned to face the distressed princess. She was praying to Buddha to help him recover soon. He scoffed, there was no way he could be in love with this idiot of a girl, right? Sure, she was the most beautiful girl he had ever encountered, but she believes in God for fuck's sake! They were basically the polar opposite. Hiyori and Zoro recently met under an ill circumstance, she was fleeing for her life as she was trying to save an orphan, while Zoro was trying to rob back his katana from a mysterious bandit. This stupid princess was trying to save someone else's life while her life was on the line. To him, she was nothing but a burden, but why did he feel the need to save her life over and over again and refuse to let anyone else do it? He even pushed Sanji out of the way so he, himself could save her and be her hero? It felt somewhat out of character, but he tried to make excuses like how he had to make that decision impulsively. Then comes the lewd dreams he had of her during his days in the comatose state. There was no denying it. Although his brain had warned him not to, his heart could not easily dismiss her kind nature, unsullied pale skin, and stunning face. "What a pain," he whispered so faintly, that nobody else could hear it.
"Oi, Hiyori," he called the princess to snap her out of her thoughts since she seemed like she zoned out. "I think I'm in love with you."
This will be a 3 part fan fiction, the next parts are going to be smuts. Please stop reading here if you are under 18!
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