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onepieceyaoi100Title: Fair exchange
words:511
topic:exchange
Pairing: Sanji/Zoro
rating: PG13
The tribesman pointed their spears at Sanji and snarled. He could tell some of them were calling into question his character. He couldn’t rightly have that.
A quick glance through the crowd and he could see Zoro on his knees, blind folded with the leader’s knife pressed against the marimo’s throat. Sanji took a drag on his cigarette, pulled out a pocket knife and cut the rope tied to the tree next to him.
A neatly tied and bound tribe member, on the youngish side fell from the tree branches above him and swung a minute as the rope tied to another tree a few feet away picked up the slack.
The spears retracted. Sanji walked up to the chieftain, barely glancing at Zoro.
“There he is. Now I’m taking this man back with me as we agreed.”
The leader nodded once and eased the knife away from Zoro slowly.
The cook kicked the swordsman lightly with his foot.
“Oi, get up Marimo. We’re leaving.”
“About time.”
“Don’t give me that shit this is entirely you’re fault!”
“Wait.”
Sanji turned back as Zoro struggled getting the blindfold out of his eyes. The chief hesitated and then smirked.
“You kidnapped my son, you blackmail our tribe. You should be killed.”
Sanji took another drag on his smoke.
“I know, but if you hadn’t kidnapped my Marimo first I wouldn’t have had to.”
“We should have killed him then.”
Sanji stilled and seriously stared down the man.
“But then you’d all be dead.”
“We could kill you now that the exchange is complete.”
Zoro put his hand to his swords, but the cook raised a hand to stop him.
“You assholes should have grabbed me instead. This moron would probably have dealt with you very honorably. Instead you all have to wonder what kind of mushrooms were in your soup this afternoon.”
“There were no mushrooms in the soup!” One man shouted back haughtily. There was an eerie uncomfortable silence before a worried mumble went across the crowd. Somebody hit the ground. Follow by another. Then another.
“Must be weird hearing the cook say he didn’t add something you all ate.” Sanji guessed. “Now a sample of that mushroom you all ate is in the hostages pocket. I suggest you hurry up and cut him down, then seek medical attention in the next hour or your tribe will ONLY consist of your son and the cook. Let’s go, Zoro.”
More bodies fell and several people scrambled to cut down the boy.
Zoro gave Sanji a hard look.
“You’re a bastard sometimes.”
“Don’t look at me like that. All they had to do is let us go without any problems and I’d give them the antidote.” He pulled a certain fern as he walked by. “It is easy to find around here and as easy as making tea. Now they’re on their own. All’s fair in love and war.”
Zoro snorted as he pulled the blond in for a kiss.
“Which did this situation fall under?”
“Didn’t you know? With you it’s always both.”
words:511
topic:exchange
Pairing: Sanji/Zoro
rating: PG13
The tribesman pointed their spears at Sanji and snarled. He could tell some of them were calling into question his character. He couldn’t rightly have that.
A quick glance through the crowd and he could see Zoro on his knees, blind folded with the leader’s knife pressed against the marimo’s throat. Sanji took a drag on his cigarette, pulled out a pocket knife and cut the rope tied to the tree next to him.
A neatly tied and bound tribe member, on the youngish side fell from the tree branches above him and swung a minute as the rope tied to another tree a few feet away picked up the slack.
The spears retracted. Sanji walked up to the chieftain, barely glancing at Zoro.
“There he is. Now I’m taking this man back with me as we agreed.”
The leader nodded once and eased the knife away from Zoro slowly.
The cook kicked the swordsman lightly with his foot.
“Oi, get up Marimo. We’re leaving.”
“About time.”
“Don’t give me that shit this is entirely you’re fault!”
“Wait.”
Sanji turned back as Zoro struggled getting the blindfold out of his eyes. The chief hesitated and then smirked.
“You kidnapped my son, you blackmail our tribe. You should be killed.”
Sanji took another drag on his smoke.
“I know, but if you hadn’t kidnapped my Marimo first I wouldn’t have had to.”
“We should have killed him then.”
Sanji stilled and seriously stared down the man.
“But then you’d all be dead.”
“We could kill you now that the exchange is complete.”
Zoro put his hand to his swords, but the cook raised a hand to stop him.
“You assholes should have grabbed me instead. This moron would probably have dealt with you very honorably. Instead you all have to wonder what kind of mushrooms were in your soup this afternoon.”
“There were no mushrooms in the soup!” One man shouted back haughtily. There was an eerie uncomfortable silence before a worried mumble went across the crowd. Somebody hit the ground. Follow by another. Then another.
“Must be weird hearing the cook say he didn’t add something you all ate.” Sanji guessed. “Now a sample of that mushroom you all ate is in the hostages pocket. I suggest you hurry up and cut him down, then seek medical attention in the next hour or your tribe will ONLY consist of your son and the cook. Let’s go, Zoro.”
More bodies fell and several people scrambled to cut down the boy.
Zoro gave Sanji a hard look.
“You’re a bastard sometimes.”
“Don’t look at me like that. All they had to do is let us go without any problems and I’d give them the antidote.” He pulled a certain fern as he walked by. “It is easy to find around here and as easy as making tea. Now they’re on their own. All’s fair in love and war.”
Zoro snorted as he pulled the blond in for a kiss.
“Which did this situation fall under?”
“Didn’t you know? With you it’s always both.”
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Date: 2010-09-13 04:58 am (UTC)And this is why we love them. :DD This is great, I love that Sanji had a backup plan, and it was a pretty badass one, too. XD I also love that yeah, he's a bastard; people downplay that part of him too often, I think.
Also, 'my Marimo'—hee.
HEEE!!
Date: 2010-09-13 06:14 am (UTC)Hehe, wondered if anyone would pick up on the my marimo thing...