Zoro is about to rush into the fray, but Luffy catches him. There is one thing more important before he lets the eager battle frenzy creeping through his veins take both of them. A kiss.

It surprises Zoro. Luffy usually warns him. But he’s too fired up to remember to be polite and though Zoro makes a fuss, he still melts into his arms, softening just barely into the embrace.

Luffy and Zoro’s kisses are hungry, and desperate, especially before a battle like they both know this one will be. Their lips part, they catch their breath, and go; together.