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onepieceyaoi100Title: Comfort Food (Sweet treats 3)
Word count: 618 (hey I cut it down from 702!)
Topic: Off topic
Rating: PG
Pairing: Hints of a Zo/Lu/San
Notes: Er...sorry ^^;;
They had a problem, it’s been sulking in the kitchen for the past two days.
“Zoro have you seen Luffy?”
“Do you see me with my eyes open?”
Usopp decided to leave ‘sleeping’ swordsmen lie, or brood at least.
Luffy had even taken Sanji’s night watch for him.
All’s well at mealtime, but the room stinks. Sanji was trying to smoke all the tobacco on the ship at once.
Luffy had been in that kitchen for a damn hour already.
Zoro had finally convinced himself that he wasn’t jealous when he heard the crash.
He entered the kitchen to find both standing over a broken glass that had been full of some frilly cocktail shit.
“I’ll clean it up!”
“No…no it’s okay.” Sanji’s voice was shaky.
“What’s he going to do? Break it more?” Zoro asked, although if possible Luffy would do just that.
Sanji gave up and dropped into a chair drawing Zoro’s attention to what was on the table.
Frilly edible shit to go with the cocktail.
And a bloody riceball.
Zoro sat down too, glaring at his ‘treat’.
“Just what is it with you, Luffy and riceballs.”
Zoro glanced at Sanji. He was pale, dark under the eyes.
“You look like shit cook.”
And his body was shaking where one foot was tapping the floor. His fingers were clinging to the table in a death grip.
“Run out of smokes?”
“Just answer my damn question.”
Zoro saw Luffy look at Sanji worriedly as he cleaned up the frilly mess.
Zoro sighed.
“I was tied and bound, with no food or water, to a spot where the sun slowly cooked me alive” Zoro snorted. “I thought I could do the whole damn month easy.”
Zoro noticed that he had the cook’s whole attention; even the nervous tapping of his leg has stopped.
“Didn’t last half that. On the ninth day, she appeared, never thought I would see the little kid again after the navy had dragged me off, but there she was, with sugared riceballs.”
Luffy laughed.
“Dirt-balls.”
“I ONLY ATE IT TO MAKE HER FEEL BETTER!”
“Nine days?” Sanji echoed.
Zoro turned his attention back to the cook who looked like he was about to keel over.
“Yeah, thinking back, it was the inactivity and the thirst that was really killing me.” Zoro dismissed the experience. Something about the look on Sanji’s face was turning his stomach.
“Eighty-five. No, wait, sixty actually, I ran out on the twenty-fifth so…”
“Eighty-five?”
“Luffy never told you?”
“Told me what?” Zoro looked at Luffy, he was eating the snack meant for Nami.
Sanji ether hadn’t noticed or didn’t care
“That rock that’s been on the horizon for the past two days… it has pools of rain water to drink, it had shelter, although the ship wreckage has probably rotted away by now. And you can move as freely as you want…but there’s no food.”
“You…” Zoro’s mouth went dry. “Sixty days?”
“Zeff too, he, his leg…”
Zoro started to look green in the face as silence fell. A mere nine days had been torturous. He couldn’t imagine sixty.
The silence was broken by the sound of china being slid across wood.
Sanji looked surprised by the riceball he found before him.
“Comfort Food.” Zoro said with a shrug.
Sanji glanced at their captain, unsure how Luffy would react to his lover offering him food.
Luffy was staring at them with an intense look that did nothing for Sanji’s nicotine starved nerves, before breaking into a grin and running from the kitchen.
“Hey! Usopp! Wanna get the cannon out and blow stuff up?”
Zoro shook his head amused.
“If you’re quick Captain might let you light the fuse.”
Word count: 618 (hey I cut it down from 702!)
Topic: Off topic
Rating: PG
Pairing: Hints of a Zo/Lu/San
Notes: Er...sorry ^^;;
They had a problem, it’s been sulking in the kitchen for the past two days.
“Zoro have you seen Luffy?”
“Do you see me with my eyes open?”
Usopp decided to leave ‘sleeping’ swordsmen lie, or brood at least.
Luffy had even taken Sanji’s night watch for him.
All’s well at mealtime, but the room stinks. Sanji was trying to smoke all the tobacco on the ship at once.
Luffy had been in that kitchen for a damn hour already.
Zoro had finally convinced himself that he wasn’t jealous when he heard the crash.
He entered the kitchen to find both standing over a broken glass that had been full of some frilly cocktail shit.
“I’ll clean it up!”
“No…no it’s okay.” Sanji’s voice was shaky.
“What’s he going to do? Break it more?” Zoro asked, although if possible Luffy would do just that.
Sanji gave up and dropped into a chair drawing Zoro’s attention to what was on the table.
Frilly edible shit to go with the cocktail.
And a bloody riceball.
Zoro sat down too, glaring at his ‘treat’.
“Just what is it with you, Luffy and riceballs.”
Zoro glanced at Sanji. He was pale, dark under the eyes.
“You look like shit cook.”
And his body was shaking where one foot was tapping the floor. His fingers were clinging to the table in a death grip.
“Run out of smokes?”
“Just answer my damn question.”
Zoro saw Luffy look at Sanji worriedly as he cleaned up the frilly mess.
Zoro sighed.
“I was tied and bound, with no food or water, to a spot where the sun slowly cooked me alive” Zoro snorted. “I thought I could do the whole damn month easy.”
Zoro noticed that he had the cook’s whole attention; even the nervous tapping of his leg has stopped.
“Didn’t last half that. On the ninth day, she appeared, never thought I would see the little kid again after the navy had dragged me off, but there she was, with sugared riceballs.”
Luffy laughed.
“Dirt-balls.”
“I ONLY ATE IT TO MAKE HER FEEL BETTER!”
“Nine days?” Sanji echoed.
Zoro turned his attention back to the cook who looked like he was about to keel over.
“Yeah, thinking back, it was the inactivity and the thirst that was really killing me.” Zoro dismissed the experience. Something about the look on Sanji’s face was turning his stomach.
“Eighty-five. No, wait, sixty actually, I ran out on the twenty-fifth so…”
“Eighty-five?”
“Luffy never told you?”
“Told me what?” Zoro looked at Luffy, he was eating the snack meant for Nami.
Sanji ether hadn’t noticed or didn’t care
“That rock that’s been on the horizon for the past two days… it has pools of rain water to drink, it had shelter, although the ship wreckage has probably rotted away by now. And you can move as freely as you want…but there’s no food.”
“You…” Zoro’s mouth went dry. “Sixty days?”
“Zeff too, he, his leg…”
Zoro started to look green in the face as silence fell. A mere nine days had been torturous. He couldn’t imagine sixty.
The silence was broken by the sound of china being slid across wood.
Sanji looked surprised by the riceball he found before him.
“Comfort Food.” Zoro said with a shrug.
Sanji glanced at their captain, unsure how Luffy would react to his lover offering him food.
Luffy was staring at them with an intense look that did nothing for Sanji’s nicotine starved nerves, before breaking into a grin and running from the kitchen.
“Hey! Usopp! Wanna get the cannon out and blow stuff up?”
Zoro shook his head amused.
“If you’re quick Captain might let you light the fuse.”
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Date: 2005-08-30 10:18 pm (UTC)One minor error...
“What’s be going to do? Break it more?” I believe that the be should be a he. ^^
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Date: 2005-08-31 07:43 am (UTC)I'm glad you liked it.
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Date: 2005-08-31 01:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-08-31 08:48 pm (UTC)Luffy: Why are you sad?
Sanji: Because we're not moving fast enough.
Luffy: Why?
Sanji: Because There's not enough wind.
Luffy: Why?
Sanji: Because this part of the sea hates me
Luffy: Why?
Sanji: *twitch* Because it missed it's chance at me last time I was here.
Luffy: Why?
SAnji: *Throws glass on the floor* Because I almost starved to death on the island we're sailing pass! OKAY!!!
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Date: 2007-11-02 02:56 pm (UTC)I disagree. Luffy wouldn't have cared. Just like he didn't care to hear about Nami's past, he woulnd't care to hear about the rest of his nakama's past. All he'd need to know was that the rock was upsetting Sanji and Luffy would declare, as he does, that he cannot let that rock exist 'cos it makes his nakama sad.