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onepieceyaoi100Topic: Challenges
Title: THE ENDGAME (dun dun duuuuun)
Word Count: 295
Pairing: Ace/Smoker
Rating: PG / PG-13...ish?
Notes: This is just me trying desperately to get off my Ace/Smoker kick. It doesn't help that I cannot write either of them worth a crap. Also, please ignore the title. I've been reading way too much bad fanfiction with The Endgame as the title and that's my really lame revenge.
"Let's end this, Portgas," the growl came from the roiling smoke, the marine's face having coalesced enough to speak the words. His adversary whipped away from his form in a wave of flame, materializing with a pout.
"End this?" Portgas D. Ace queried, cocking his head to the side.
"Yes, pirate. I'm getting tired of this... game of yours."
Ace frowned lightly; he was anything but boring, but if Smoker wanted to play it that way... he shrugged. "If that's what you want," he replied easily, causing Smoker to frown suspiciously, but the pirate was rushing at him before he could speak.
They met, as they often had, in a firestorm; a roaring clash of superhuman ability, until...
As if sustaining an awful blow, the flames were shoved abruptly away from the smoke, spinning through the air until Ace reappeared, landing hard on his rump.
"The hell is this, Portgas?" Smoker barked, himself once again human save for the wisps of smoke sliding around his body. "I tell you to end this and you turn into a simpering little weakling?"
Despite the insults, the pirate turned on his most charming smile. "Well, you know what they say, Smoker-tan—" Smoker scowled at him "—when you get bored of the game—" and here he swirled into flame again, rushing at the startled marine before slipping into human form again, nose-to-nose now "—change the rules."
And Ace kissed him. Quick and light, and he danced away again.
"Besides, the challenge might be more entertaining with the possibly of a... prize at the end, ne?" The reappearance of Ace's cocky grin snapped Smoker out of his shock, but by then Ace had reached his docked schooner—
"PORTGAS!"
—leaving a frustrated (and somewhat flustered) Smoker behind.
Title: THE ENDGAME (dun dun duuuuun)
Word Count: 295
Pairing: Ace/Smoker
Rating: PG / PG-13...ish?
Notes: This is just me trying desperately to get off my Ace/Smoker kick. It doesn't help that I cannot write either of them worth a crap. Also, please ignore the title. I've been reading way too much bad fanfiction with The Endgame as the title and that's my really lame revenge.
"Let's end this, Portgas," the growl came from the roiling smoke, the marine's face having coalesced enough to speak the words. His adversary whipped away from his form in a wave of flame, materializing with a pout.
"End this?" Portgas D. Ace queried, cocking his head to the side.
"Yes, pirate. I'm getting tired of this... game of yours."
Ace frowned lightly; he was anything but boring, but if Smoker wanted to play it that way... he shrugged. "If that's what you want," he replied easily, causing Smoker to frown suspiciously, but the pirate was rushing at him before he could speak.
They met, as they often had, in a firestorm; a roaring clash of superhuman ability, until...
As if sustaining an awful blow, the flames were shoved abruptly away from the smoke, spinning through the air until Ace reappeared, landing hard on his rump.
"The hell is this, Portgas?" Smoker barked, himself once again human save for the wisps of smoke sliding around his body. "I tell you to end this and you turn into a simpering little weakling?"
Despite the insults, the pirate turned on his most charming smile. "Well, you know what they say, Smoker-tan—" Smoker scowled at him "—when you get bored of the game—" and here he swirled into flame again, rushing at the startled marine before slipping into human form again, nose-to-nose now "—change the rules."
And Ace kissed him. Quick and light, and he danced away again.
"Besides, the challenge might be more entertaining with the possibly of a... prize at the end, ne?" The reappearance of Ace's cocky grin snapped Smoker out of his shock, but by then Ace had reached his docked schooner—
"PORTGAS!"
—leaving a frustrated (and somewhat flustered) Smoker behind.
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Date: 2005-01-01 08:53 pm (UTC)Ah... I see Ace is a practitioner of the dreaded "Bugs Bunny no Ken"! I wonder if he trained under sensei Hannah or Barbera?
(pictures Smoker standing there confused while the D yell, "Ace Season!" "Luffy Season!")
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Date: 2005-01-01 09:00 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-01 10:44 pm (UTC)Oh, ouch...
(pats f_t's back)
Better?
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Date: 2005-01-04 03:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-01-05 05:48 am (UTC)