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onepieceyaoi1002010-07-03 11:15 am
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A rescue from Okamaland
Title: Rescue me
pairing: Sanji/Zoro
words: 299
rating: pg13
topic: hero
To some he was a pirate. A demon. A former bounty hunter. A supernova. A man strong enough that he could have been a captain in his own right. A strong, handsome, man among men. Honorable and good to the core.
Sanji knew that some considered the Zoro these things. His own opinions on the subject were usually different and more valid, he thought.
Anyway.
The damn marimo.
Why did he have to be the one to find him? To sweep him up, dress and all, and get them to un-do whatever mind voodoo the okama had put him under. It was like waking up from a hazy dream.
He was embarrassed as hell. His cheeks were hot from genuine blushing as Zoro had held him in his arms bridal style and ran he vaguely recalled. As he came to his senses his voice was still on the air too in response to the swordsman declaration that he wouldn’t be leaving without their cook. A swoon and a sigh, a false feminine, breathy voice he swore wasn’t his.
My hero!
He had been gazing lovingly into the first mates eyes and flinched in horror at the realization that he had been thinking those thoughts that others thought. Especially the bit about him being so strong and handsome. A real man, one would be lucky to have at ones back, so to speak.
So he kicked the asshole in the head and buried those thoughts and tingly feelings that hadn’t quite retreated as well as the love of a waterproof mascara had.
Zoro just grinned at the attack.
“You take it back?”
An extra hard kick that Zoro barely dodged.
“What do you think, idiot?”
It was dripping with sarcasm but not enough that Zoro didn’t get the message.
No.
pairing: Sanji/Zoro
words: 299
rating: pg13
topic: hero
To some he was a pirate. A demon. A former bounty hunter. A supernova. A man strong enough that he could have been a captain in his own right. A strong, handsome, man among men. Honorable and good to the core.
Sanji knew that some considered the Zoro these things. His own opinions on the subject were usually different and more valid, he thought.
Anyway.
The damn marimo.
Why did he have to be the one to find him? To sweep him up, dress and all, and get them to un-do whatever mind voodoo the okama had put him under. It was like waking up from a hazy dream.
He was embarrassed as hell. His cheeks were hot from genuine blushing as Zoro had held him in his arms bridal style and ran he vaguely recalled. As he came to his senses his voice was still on the air too in response to the swordsman declaration that he wouldn’t be leaving without their cook. A swoon and a sigh, a false feminine, breathy voice he swore wasn’t his.
My hero!
He had been gazing lovingly into the first mates eyes and flinched in horror at the realization that he had been thinking those thoughts that others thought. Especially the bit about him being so strong and handsome. A real man, one would be lucky to have at ones back, so to speak.
So he kicked the asshole in the head and buried those thoughts and tingly feelings that hadn’t quite retreated as well as the love of a waterproof mascara had.
Zoro just grinned at the attack.
“You take it back?”
An extra hard kick that Zoro barely dodged.
“What do you think, idiot?”
It was dripping with sarcasm but not enough that Zoro didn’t get the message.
No.
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Poor Sanji, though! Zoro better not tease him about this, it wouldn't be fair! T_T
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