Another non-contest drabble
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onepieceyaoi100An exploration into writing from Sanji's point of view. Also, I wanted to see if I could write a Zoro-Sanji argument believably. I don't think it turned out too bad...
Title: Explainations
Rating: PG-13 for swearing
Word Count: 346
Pairing: implied Zoro/Luffy
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“You don’t have to be jealous you know.”
Zoro didn’t even bother to look at him as the heavy weights were raised overhead again, the swordsman’s breath heavy and body glistening in the sun from his afternoon workout. The cook tried hard not to breathe in the stink of the swordsman’s sweat.
“What the hell are you talking about shitty cook?”
“Surely you aren’t THAT dense, marimo-head,” the cook replied, lighting a cigarette. The extended pause from Zoro suggested otherwise. Sanji sighed heavily, taking a longer drag. He really didn’t want to be having this conversation, but Nami-san had asked and he could never deny his beloved angel anything.
“If you’ve got something to say, then spit it out shit head. I’ve got training to do and you’re interrupting my concentration, not to mention my count.”
“Fine, asshole, you want it blunt? Here’s blunt. If you don’t stop your jealous posturings from bothering Nami-san, I’m gonna kick your fucking ass, get it?!” Sanji snapped, his temper getting the better of him. Zoro tended to have that effect on him.
Zoro stopped and turned, training forgotten. Snarling, he stepped forward, shaking a fist threateningly.
“You wanna fight, cook?!” Typically, Zoro had ignored the rest in favor of a possible fight. Sanji felt justified in giving him one.
“NO, you barbaric ape! I’m trying to tell you-“ a foot flashed out, blocked by the back of an arm “-that no one-“ the heavy weights swung over his head as he ducked beneath them “-is trying to steal Luffy from you, damnit!” the cigarette fell to the deck as Sanji twisted to slam a foot into the other’s head. He stopped just before connecting when the fire in Zoro’s eyes died suddenly.
The swordsman blinked. Twice. Then, he turned and resumed his training. Sanji lit another cigarette, scowling at the turned back but at least happy to be done with the ridiculous conversation.
“As if you guys could anyway, love-cook,” was the muttered reply as Sanji turned to leave. Sanji managed to stop the impulse to turn and kick Zoro over the railing. Only just.
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Title: Explainations
Rating: PG-13 for swearing
Word Count: 346
Pairing: implied Zoro/Luffy
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“You don’t have to be jealous you know.”
Zoro didn’t even bother to look at him as the heavy weights were raised overhead again, the swordsman’s breath heavy and body glistening in the sun from his afternoon workout. The cook tried hard not to breathe in the stink of the swordsman’s sweat.
“What the hell are you talking about shitty cook?”
“Surely you aren’t THAT dense, marimo-head,” the cook replied, lighting a cigarette. The extended pause from Zoro suggested otherwise. Sanji sighed heavily, taking a longer drag. He really didn’t want to be having this conversation, but Nami-san had asked and he could never deny his beloved angel anything.
“If you’ve got something to say, then spit it out shit head. I’ve got training to do and you’re interrupting my concentration, not to mention my count.”
“Fine, asshole, you want it blunt? Here’s blunt. If you don’t stop your jealous posturings from bothering Nami-san, I’m gonna kick your fucking ass, get it?!” Sanji snapped, his temper getting the better of him. Zoro tended to have that effect on him.
Zoro stopped and turned, training forgotten. Snarling, he stepped forward, shaking a fist threateningly.
“You wanna fight, cook?!” Typically, Zoro had ignored the rest in favor of a possible fight. Sanji felt justified in giving him one.
“NO, you barbaric ape! I’m trying to tell you-“ a foot flashed out, blocked by the back of an arm “-that no one-“ the heavy weights swung over his head as he ducked beneath them “-is trying to steal Luffy from you, damnit!” the cigarette fell to the deck as Sanji twisted to slam a foot into the other’s head. He stopped just before connecting when the fire in Zoro’s eyes died suddenly.
The swordsman blinked. Twice. Then, he turned and resumed his training. Sanji lit another cigarette, scowling at the turned back but at least happy to be done with the ridiculous conversation.
“As if you guys could anyway, love-cook,” was the muttered reply as Sanji turned to leave. Sanji managed to stop the impulse to turn and kick Zoro over the railing. Only just.
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