Bad Idea Zoro
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onepieceyaoi100Title: Bad Idea Zoro
Theme: Seme Sanji
Words: 301, so close!
Rating: PG-13, for sanji being a potty mouth
Pairing: San/Zo, my first not Zo/San, and yet the same people.....
Notes: Inspired by a cosplay pic i took with my friend. It was french week at my school, she asked why i didn't dress up and i said, "oh, i was gonna wear my pinstripe suit." she giggled, "you'd look like sanji!" And so it started. Well, i'd be sanji if i were, i dunno, blonde. Anyway....i'll put a link to that pic at the bottom...oh lord i can't believe i let her talk me into that.
“You sonuvabitch!” were the only words Zoro caught before a boot came flying so hard to his chest that it nearly cracked his ribs and sent him flying into the mast so hard, it nearly broke some vertebrae.
Sanji, red from anger, stood above him, “You fucking touched her!”
Desperately trying to figure out what the cook was blabbering about, he was unprepared for the second boot that flipped him onto his hands and knees. Triumphantly, the blonde placed a foot upon his back, grinning from ear to ear as he shouted, “Your dignity is safe Nami-san!”
Dignity? What the hell – Oh wait. Zoro understood. He could do a lot of things to get the other man pissed, but pissed enough to actually be beaten by him? Only one thing: touching his precious Nami. When had he – Oh, wait. When she slipped off the rigging, he’d caught her, and his hand had – well, that wasn’t really HIS fault.
Sanji disagreed.
Chest in slight pain from the attack, he pushed himself up, rolling to his back before Nami could do anything – like take a picture of him with Sanji on his back. He’d never live that one down. While the swordsman was nursing his wound, Sanji grabbed his shirt, pushing him against the mast. “Now Zoro,” he cooed, smoke billowing beside their faces, “you won’t do anything like that again will you?”
“Like I’d want to,” he spat back.
“Good.” Slowly, he knelt down so he was practically sitting on the tanner man’s lap, holding his chin in one hand, “I’m glad to hear it. Can’t have people thinking the wrong thing about you.”
Zoro smirked up at him, “Guess we can’t.”
“Grab her ass against and I’ll kill you,” the blonde whispered before planting a feather light kiss on his lips.
You can't quite tell, but Sanji has the curly brow an tie...Zoro's face rocks...I wub her man. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v189/Rizza981/Cosplay015.jpg
Theme: Seme Sanji
Words: 301, so close!
Rating: PG-13, for sanji being a potty mouth
Pairing: San/Zo, my first not Zo/San, and yet the same people.....
Notes: Inspired by a cosplay pic i took with my friend. It was french week at my school, she asked why i didn't dress up and i said, "oh, i was gonna wear my pinstripe suit." she giggled, "you'd look like sanji!" And so it started. Well, i'd be sanji if i were, i dunno, blonde. Anyway....i'll put a link to that pic at the bottom...oh lord i can't believe i let her talk me into that.
“You sonuvabitch!” were the only words Zoro caught before a boot came flying so hard to his chest that it nearly cracked his ribs and sent him flying into the mast so hard, it nearly broke some vertebrae.
Sanji, red from anger, stood above him, “You fucking touched her!”
Desperately trying to figure out what the cook was blabbering about, he was unprepared for the second boot that flipped him onto his hands and knees. Triumphantly, the blonde placed a foot upon his back, grinning from ear to ear as he shouted, “Your dignity is safe Nami-san!”
Dignity? What the hell – Oh wait. Zoro understood. He could do a lot of things to get the other man pissed, but pissed enough to actually be beaten by him? Only one thing: touching his precious Nami. When had he – Oh, wait. When she slipped off the rigging, he’d caught her, and his hand had – well, that wasn’t really HIS fault.
Sanji disagreed.
Chest in slight pain from the attack, he pushed himself up, rolling to his back before Nami could do anything – like take a picture of him with Sanji on his back. He’d never live that one down. While the swordsman was nursing his wound, Sanji grabbed his shirt, pushing him against the mast. “Now Zoro,” he cooed, smoke billowing beside their faces, “you won’t do anything like that again will you?”
“Like I’d want to,” he spat back.
“Good.” Slowly, he knelt down so he was practically sitting on the tanner man’s lap, holding his chin in one hand, “I’m glad to hear it. Can’t have people thinking the wrong thing about you.”
Zoro smirked up at him, “Guess we can’t.”
“Grab her ass against and I’ll kill you,” the blonde whispered before planting a feather light kiss on his lips.
You can't quite tell, but Sanji has the curly brow an tie...Zoro's face rocks...I wub her man. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v189/Rizza981/Cosplay015.jpg
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Date: 2004-12-05 05:50 am (UTC)Oh, btw, and you might wanna edit this:
So.. he's got his WHAT in his hand? ^_~
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Date: 2004-12-05 09:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-06 05:55 am (UTC)No problem.
Ah, you fixed it. Good. ^_^
(his chin? That's not nearly as interesting as MY idea...)
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Date: 2004-12-07 02:57 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-03-11 05:11 am (UTC)that was so extremly HOT
*sanji youre just jealous cuz your zoro touched a GIRL arent you?*
loved the last lines >.