How I Met Your Father (Sanji x Zolo)

And Another

"And then your brother came, when you were about two."

"That crazy man."

"He can't help it, and you know that."

Sanji shifted against his lover, turning over to cuddle up to him. They were laying on the deck of the Thousand Sunny, pressed as close together as they could possibly be.

Zolo wrapped his arms around Sanji, pressing a kiss to the top of his head. Sanji, dissatisfied with this, looked up and pressed his lips to Zolo's. The swordsman responded eagerly, rolling over and pinning Sanji beneath him. Zolo quickly dominated the blond, pushing his tongue into his mouth.

He rubbed his hips against Sanji's, trying to turn him on. "Come on, Cook." He murmured into the kiss. "Let's have some fun."

"Dad, please stop."

Zolo started to kiss Sanji's neck, aiming for the one place that made the chef moan. Leaving his mark, Zolo went back to Sanji's mouth, his hands pulling off clothes.

"Why are you doing this?"

Panting with need, Zolo let Sanji pull off his shirt before he pressed against him again, their bare skin finally touching.

"Dad, I swear."

Zolo buried his face in Sanji's neck, rubbing their hips together in slow, gentle stokes. "Nhg... Ah... Sanji..."

"Come on, Moss-Head." He growled. "J-Just do it already... I can't wait anymore."

"SSSSTTTAAAAAHHHHPPPP"

"You really can't handle it, can you?"

"Of course not! I'm not like you!"

"What are you talking about? You've got a husband too!"

"That's not what I meant, and you know it."

"Whatever."

Sanji looked down at his stomach. He'd been feeling tired and, recently, nauseous. The last time he felt exactly like this was when... He looked toward where his lover played with their little boy. Shinji was growing up... He could already walk, could talk enough to say what he needed to. Maybe it was time for another baby, anyway.

"Oi! Marimo!"

"Eh? What do you want!"

"Come here, I wanna tell you something."

"I cried when he said he was pregnant."

"Wow Dad. Favoritism?"

"Well, I didn't want you, at first."

"Well, don't I feel just so loved."

"Wait, that came out wrong."

"Uh-huh."

Shinji patted Sanji's belly with his little hands. "Why you fat now, Mommy?"

"It's because I'm pregnant, sweetie."

"What that mean?"

"It means I'm going to have another baby, and you'll be a big brother."

"Really?!"

"Yes."

Shinji clapped his hands and giggled. "Mommy, how did they get in you though."

"Um. Well. You're father put them there."

"That sounds painful."

Sanji laughed and picked Shinji up, kissing his son all over his face. "Aaahh!! Mommy stop! You're suffocating me!"

"Hahahaha! All right." Sanji put him back on the ground and managed to get to his feet. 'Any day now...' Arms around his swollen stomach he went to look for Zolo.

Zolo was cleaning his swords when Shinji pulled at his sleeve. "Hmm? What is it baby?"

"Mommy has a hurtie."

"What?"

"Come on, come on."

Shinji grabbed Zolo's pants leg and led the way, showing Zolo to where Sanji was sitting on the ground, panting. "Sanji?"

"Ah... Ah... Zolo...?"

"Hey, you alright?" Zolo got on his knees next to Sanji, one hand on Sanji's shoulder, the other on his stomach. He jerked away for a second when he felt the movement in Sanji's stomach. "What the heck?!"

"I guess it's today, then..." Sanji pushed weakly at Zolo. "Go get Chopper. I'll be fine for a while yet."

"And then, your crazy brother came into the world, screaming like a banshee."

"Crazy is an understatement. Ichiro talks to walls like they can respond."

"Well, we all have our quirks."