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onepieceyaoi100Title: The Economy Cut
Topic: Hair
Rating: eh, some swearing so, PG-13?
Pairing/s: Vague ZoSan
Word Count: 300
Summary: Sanji knew Zoro’s blade fetish would do him no good...
A/N: I’m dumb. -_-;;
Sanji rounded a corner, patting himself down in search of his cigarettes.
He glared when he noted Zoro was already in his favorite smoke-break spot, sitting cross-legged with two of his katana…
The chef’s eyes bugged and he threw himself back around the corner, peering out as Zoro took the edges of his weapons and brought them towards himself, eyes narrowed in a firm, determined scowl as beads of sweat gathered on his forehead.
Closer, closer, closer…
“Don’t do it!!!!!” the chef shouted, lunging from his hiding place before he could stop himself. He twisted, brought his leg around, and firmly kicked the blades away from where they had been, precariously close Zoro’s neck.
Zoro blinked, bewildered.
The blonde heaved a relieved breath, staring down at Zoro incredulously.
Then, simultaneously, “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, ASSHOLE?!!”
Sanji frowned. “What do you mean, ‘what the hell’?! Why were you trying to kill yourself?!” he demanded, unaware of the high-pitched almost-note of concern in his voice.
Zoro blinked again, frown disappearing.
Then he started laughing.
Sanji kicked him in the shin. “What so goddamn funny?!” he demanded, confused.
Zoro pointed at the chef with one hand as he chortled and snorted like some sort of orgasmic pig.
Sanji kicked him repeatedly. “What?!!”
“Ow fucker, stoppit!”
“Then tell me what the hell’s going on!!”
Zoro smirked, pointed to his head. “I was giving myself a haircut,” he stated easily.
Sanji frowned. “What?”
“Haircut.”
The chef blinked. “Not suicide?”
“Nope. But I’m touched by your concern, love-cook.”
The blonde snarled and kicked the swordsman again because he felt like it. “Well… no wonder your hair always looks so goddamn stupid!” he sniped, storming off. “And I wasn’t CONCERNED!”
Zoro burst out laughing again.
Sanji cursed. He should’ve just let the idiot kill himself.
END
Aheheheh...yeah. -_-;;
Topic: Hair
Rating: eh, some swearing so, PG-13?
Pairing/s: Vague ZoSan
Word Count: 300
Summary: Sanji knew Zoro’s blade fetish would do him no good...
A/N: I’m dumb. -_-;;
Sanji rounded a corner, patting himself down in search of his cigarettes.
He glared when he noted Zoro was already in his favorite smoke-break spot, sitting cross-legged with two of his katana…
The chef’s eyes bugged and he threw himself back around the corner, peering out as Zoro took the edges of his weapons and brought them towards himself, eyes narrowed in a firm, determined scowl as beads of sweat gathered on his forehead.
Closer, closer, closer…
“Don’t do it!!!!!” the chef shouted, lunging from his hiding place before he could stop himself. He twisted, brought his leg around, and firmly kicked the blades away from where they had been, precariously close Zoro’s neck.
Zoro blinked, bewildered.
The blonde heaved a relieved breath, staring down at Zoro incredulously.
Then, simultaneously, “WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, ASSHOLE?!!”
Sanji frowned. “What do you mean, ‘what the hell’?! Why were you trying to kill yourself?!” he demanded, unaware of the high-pitched almost-note of concern in his voice.
Zoro blinked again, frown disappearing.
Then he started laughing.
Sanji kicked him in the shin. “What so goddamn funny?!” he demanded, confused.
Zoro pointed at the chef with one hand as he chortled and snorted like some sort of orgasmic pig.
Sanji kicked him repeatedly. “What?!!”
“Ow fucker, stoppit!”
“Then tell me what the hell’s going on!!”
Zoro smirked, pointed to his head. “I was giving myself a haircut,” he stated easily.
Sanji frowned. “What?”
“Haircut.”
The chef blinked. “Not suicide?”
“Nope. But I’m touched by your concern, love-cook.”
The blonde snarled and kicked the swordsman again because he felt like it. “Well… no wonder your hair always looks so goddamn stupid!” he sniped, storming off. “And I wasn’t CONCERNED!”
Zoro burst out laughing again.
Sanji cursed. He should’ve just let the idiot kill himself.
END
Aheheheh...yeah. -_-;;
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Date: 2005-01-31 09:23 am (UTC)XD This is great! How unfortunate for Sanji to be placed in that positoin though...embarassing...but still funny as hell!
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Date: 2005-02-02 02:03 am (UTC)Riiiiight.
They <3 each other. XD
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Date: 2005-01-31 09:40 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-01-31 03:20 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2005-01-31 06:11 pm (UTC)Keep telling yourself that, Sanji, and maybe someday, someone'll believe you.
And, I'm still giggling at the 'orgasmic pig' line.
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Date: 2005-01-31 06:17 pm (UTC)Me, too. Heh.
Great story. And it DOES explain his hair. ^_^
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Date: 2005-02-02 02:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-02-01 01:36 am (UTC)Nicely done! ^_^
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Date: 2005-02-02 10:24 pm (UTC)