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onepieceyaoi100Title: Burn
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 127
Pairing: Ace/Sanji
Topic: Devil Fruit User/Non-Devil Fruit User
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the storyline of One Piece. However I'd like to point out that I'd do a far better job at taking care of it than 4Kids would.
Notes: My first submission for this community though I've been hanging around for a while. I wanted to write something with Ace and Zoro, but Sanji punted the swordsman off the ship.
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It hurt to touch him sometimes.
When Ace didn't actually concentrate on it his fire would keep burning just underneath his skin. It didn't hurt him, but even the lightest contact would leave another person with painful blisters.
"Dammit!" Sanji hissed as he pressed a bag of ice against his burnt fingers. That was the last time he ever tried to show some concern for the Captain's brother. Next time he'd let the man sleep through dinner.
"Here," Ace took Sanji's fingers, his skin warm instead of burning, and pressed them lightly to his lips. "Let me make it better."
Sometimes it hurt to touch him, but that wasn't always a bad thing in Sanji's mind. Cooks had to get used to being burned a little after all.
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 127
Pairing: Ace/Sanji
Topic: Devil Fruit User/Non-Devil Fruit User
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the storyline of One Piece. However I'd like to point out that I'd do a far better job at taking care of it than 4Kids would.
Notes: My first submission for this community though I've been hanging around for a while. I wanted to write something with Ace and Zoro, but Sanji punted the swordsman off the ship.
~
It hurt to touch him sometimes.
When Ace didn't actually concentrate on it his fire would keep burning just underneath his skin. It didn't hurt him, but even the lightest contact would leave another person with painful blisters.
"Dammit!" Sanji hissed as he pressed a bag of ice against his burnt fingers. That was the last time he ever tried to show some concern for the Captain's brother. Next time he'd let the man sleep through dinner.
"Here," Ace took Sanji's fingers, his skin warm instead of burning, and pressed them lightly to his lips. "Let me make it better."
Sometimes it hurt to touch him, but that wasn't always a bad thing in Sanji's mind. Cooks had to get used to being burned a little after all.
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Date: 2005-11-15 02:29 am (UTC)Completely irrelevant, but I absolutely adore your icon. *stares*
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