Day 1: Day or Night

Nights were peaceful. None of the chaos or interruptions that seemed so prevalent during the daylight hours reared their irritating head. They could revel in each others' presences within the walls of a quiet sanctuary. Yes, nights were peaceful.

"Eh, Robin. If you're tired we can go down to bed.", offered the swordsman, after feeling her head fall against his shoulder as her hand splayed across his scarred chest. Moving his arms off the rim and into the water, he pulled her closer, making her side press further into his chest as he held her. "The water's lost most of it's heat anyway.", he added, after noticing the now lukewarm feel of their bath.

"If only I had eaten Sabo-kun's devil fruit; then this wouldn't be an issue.", she joked, wrapping her arms tighter around the swordsman's neck as he began rubbing her bare back. "Perhaps, we can wait a few more minutes though if that's alright with you, Zoro-kun. I'm not quite ready to head down yet.", she added, shifting slightly in his lap to get more comfortable.

"Sure.", he replied. Zoro continued his gentle touches, thinking back to the last time he and the historian had had the opportunity to escape like this. It had far too long. "These last days have seemed like months of time with everything that's happened. First Punk Hazard, then Dressrosa and Zou, and now we just recently left Wano. It's been awhile since things have calmed down.", he said quietly.

"Fufufu, I thought you thrived in the chaos, Zoro-kun.", giggled the archaeologist, lifting her head to meet the man's gaze. She brought her hand up to his face then, gently caressing his cheek before moving it into the spiky mess of his green hair, wetting the strands in the process. "Every battle is a chance to get stronger, to bring you closer to your dream, correct?", she asked, holding his gaze as she spoke.

"Yeah. Times like this are...nice, though.", he said, averting his eyes from the raven-haired woman's playful ones. "We don't get to have them enough.", he added, shifting his hand up to play with the damp ends of her onyx locks.

"Fufufu, it's rather adorable when you get so sentimental, Zoro-kun.", Robin giggled, making the young man 'tch' as his cheeks flushed. "You're right though, we don't have nearly enough private time as of late with how eventful the New World has proven to be." Seeing that he was still looking away, Robin took the opportunity to surprise the young swordsman by quickly shifting to cover his mouth with her own. "It's also been rather difficult to get those in with so many 'visitors' on our ship.", she added after pulling away from the kiss.

"Good thing they're gone now."

"Yes, one bull-headed swordsman on this ship is enough.", she teased.

"Oi! Don't compare me to that pervert samurai or Trafalgar. I'm a way better swordsman than the both of them combined.", argued Zoro, clearly offended by the woman's comment.

"Fufufu, no need to get jealous, Zoro-kun."

"I'm n-"

"I am well aware that 'my' swordsman's skills are second only to Dracule Mihawk. Though, I have no doubt that that statement will soon prove to be false as well when you defeat him and claim the title of World's Greatest Swordsman.", finished the archaeologist with a smile.

"Come on, we should get out now before we catch a cold.", said the young man sternly, although the proud smirk on his face gave away his true feelings after hearing his wife's confident assertion.

Zoro stood up out of the water, continuing to hold Robin in his arms as he stepped out of the tub and exited the inner part of the bathhouse to retrieve their towels. When he had reached the shelf containing them along with their fresh clothes he reluctantly placed her on her own feet.

"Mm, that was quite refreshing. Thank you for accompanying me tonight, Zoro-kun.", said the historian as she went about drying herself off.

"Tch, you don't have say thanks, Woman.", huffed Zoro exasperatedly. Stepping closer, he wrapped his towel around the archaeologist, carefully drying off her back and dripping hair. His arms lingered around her after he had finished though, continuing to hold her close. "I enjoy getting time like this with you.", he added, gentler this time. "I might even be up coming up here to bathe every night if you're with me."

"Nighttime... it's rather peaceful isn't it, Zoro-kun?", asked Robin, gazing up at the brilliant moon that illuminated them though the bathhouse's window.

"Yeah." He rested his head against hers. "It is.", he agreed.

Day 2: Genderbend or Swapping Abilities

"So what made you choose swordsmanship in the first place?", asked Robin curiously, her blue eyes glancing at the swords carefully laid beside her before shifting back to the young man's head that was resting in her lap.

"Don't know, guess it just felt right.", he replied. "What about you, did you know what devil fruit you were eating when you found it?"

"Not at all. I wasn't even aware that such things existed when I first consumed the Flower-Flower Fruit. Thankfully, the other archaeologists were and showed me books that contained various information about devil fruits and how to control them."

"That must have been pretty scary as a kid. All of sudden being about to grow body parts out of nowhere and not knowing why.", commented the swordsman.

"Yes, you grow accustomed to it rather quickly though as I'm sure most fruit users can tell you. After awhile it seems as if the ability has always a part of you, especially for those of us that consumed them at such a young age.", replied the raven-haired woman.

"Hmm, are you happy that the Flower-Flower Fruit was the one you ended up eating?"

"Yes. It's proven to be one of the most useful and versatile fruits I've encountered so far. Honestly, it's hard to imagine myself with an ability other than this one."

"Yeah, it really is a good match for you.", agreed Zoro thoughtfully.

"Why is that?", questioned Robin.

"Uh, well...you know, you're really good at adapting to situations and have lots of different skills which is similar to what you said about the fruit's abilities. Plus, you really like flowers, and gaining information, which your fruit makes really easy.", answered the swordsman, rambling a bit. "And it seems like one of the hardest ones to be able to control."

"Fufufu, I'm afraid I don't follow that last point."

"It shows just how strong and smart you are that you mastered it to the degree you have."

" A fruit's capabilities are almost entirely dependent on the imagination and determination of the user regardless of how strong it's powers may seem. Thus, there are still plenty of devil fruit users stronger than me. Luffy for example, even with the simplicity of his fruit, I fear I'd be hard-pressed to actually stand a chance against him in a fight."

"But that would never happen. Luffy wouldn't be Luffy and have the strength he does if he didn't fight to get stronger so that he could protect the crew, which includes you. Back in Alabasta though, I know you could have taken all of us on if you had wanted to. You can think under pressure and manipulate situations to your advantage better than most of us could back then. Heck, probably better than most of us still can.", argued the green-haired man.

"I'm glad it didn't come to that.", whispered the historian somberly.

"Yeah. The Straw Hat Pirate's archaeologist suits you much better than Vice President of a crime syndicate too.", laughed Zoro as he reached up to stroke her cheek, successfully bringing her focus back to him. "Some things just happen the way they're suppose to.", he added softly, keeping his single eye locked with Robin's azure ones before rolling onto his side. He pressed his face against the smooth skin of her bare stomach, breathing in the intoxicating floral scent that seemed embedded in her very being. "Mm, that's another advantage to your fruit.", he added, inhaling once more before pressing a gentle kiss to the sensitive area. "You always smell so freaking good."

"Fufufu, I'm glad you enjoy it.", replied the historian. Giggling partly from the man's comment and partly from the ticklish sensation his lips were causing as they moved across her stomach.

"Hehe, I bet I could make some insanely strong techniques if I had your fruit."

"One million sword style.", suggested the blue-eyed woman with a smirk.

"Hehe, yeah, something like that.", he agreed. "Maybe we could work on that sometime. Wouldn't hurt for you to be able to fight up close with a weapon.", he suggested, looking up to gauge his wife's reaction.

"That sounds interesting. Perhaps the next time we dock we can find somewhere to 'practice'.", agreed the historian suggestively, letting her hand slide over the swordsman's exposed torso as she leaned closer to him. Robin smirked, watching her meaning sink in before adding, "And afterward you can teach me a bit of swordsmanship."

"Sounds fun, especially that first part. I let you use Wado to get a feel for a katana when we actually start though."

"Zoro, are you sure? Wado, isn't that...", she asked, the shock leaking through the few words she had managed to get out.

"Yeah. Shuusui's a bit heavier than normal katana and difficult to wield, especially if you're inexperienced. Kitetsu III is a bloodthirsty blade that cursed, so I don't think risking you trying to use it when it's already temperamental would be the best idea. Wado's the highest grade sword I have so it's the best built and feels the most natural in your hands."

"Yes, bu-", tried the raven-haired woman once again.

"I think she'd be happy to see her sword in the hands of such a strong woman." cut in Zoro once again. "And aside from using it to claim the title of World's Greatest Swordsman, my sword's only purpose is to protect you and the rest of the crew. This seems like a good way to do that, don't you think?", asked the swordsman, sitting up so that his face was level with the historian's.

"Yes.", acquiesced Robin, no longer questioning the man's decision. She smiled to herself as Zoro pressed a kiss to her forehead before leaning in to rest his own against it.

"Hehe, it's too bad I can't borrow you devil fruit to get a taste of what that's like.", he said after a moment.

"You could always find your own devil fruit if you want to know what it's like. Or perhaps we could ask Traffy-kun to switch our bodies like he did to the others in Punk Hazard."

"Nah, if I ate one I wouldn't be able to jump in after those idiots or you when you end up in the water.", said the swordsman. "And I'd rather keep you and your body together."

"Fufufu, agreed. It would be quite odd to see the result of your mind being inside a woman's body, let alone mine."

"Haha, the others would probably freak if that happened and they saw our bodies behaving exactly like the other's personality."

"Fufufu. You're right, Zoro-kun. Some things are just the way their suppose to be."

A/N: So I was originally planning to start posting updates/stories after the semester ended when I'll have time to actually work on my fanfiction like I used to. However, the utter lack of participation in Zorobin Week has been so sad that I decided to whip up a couple submission in my free time today. I apologize for the lack in quality, but I hope you guys enjoy this little post and possibly another couple more until I can get back to writing Family Time and some requests like usual. :) (Just two more weeks) Anways, Happy Zorobin Week! And thanks for all of the reviews/favorites and follows my work has gotten while I've been gone these last few months. :) You guys are awesome.