Contest Entry : Fall
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onepieceyaoi100Title: Fall
Rating: PG-13 for language
Word Count: 300 (even!)
Pairing: Ben/Shanks
Topic: Alcohol
A flutter of black and red had summoned Ben’s attention from his book, just in time to see Shanks totter dangerously on his bar stool. In a fluid motion, the fire-haired captain of the Red Hair Pirates tumbled off his stool and into the waiting arms of his first mate. Shanks blinked, making a valiant effort to focus on the slightly amused face floating above his own.
"Oi... what're you doin', Ben?" He slurred, trying to wriggle his way out of the gunslinger’s grip. Ben wordlessly lifted his captain up and tossed him over his shoulder, smirking as Shanks’ cloak fell forward, curtaining the drunk, disgruntled captain in darkness.
“Taking you back to the ship.” His first mate said briskly, heading back to his table for the book he’d been half-reading all evening. Every time they stopped in a port since the accident in Fuschia, it was Ben’s unspoken duty as first mate and lover of the captain to watch Shanks. Shanks struggled, not particularly enjoying being in such a humiliating position. Ben didn’t resist the urge to smack Shanks hard on the ass with his book after his captain kneed him in a rather sensitive place.
“G’dammit, Ben! What the hell, I’m not some fuckin’ kid, you don’t have to take me back t’the ship like one…” Shanks whined, trying to push his cloak out of his face.
“Yes, I do.” Ben rolled his eyes once and gave his captain a much lighter smack on the butt. “Think about it for a moment, if your brain is still capable of doing that. Where’d you be without me?”
Shanks didn’t respond for a moment, then said softly, “Doesn’t matter… ‘d be absolutely fucked.” Ben allowed himself a satisfied smile as he stalked up the gangplank, squeezing Shanks slightly.
“That’s right.”
Rating: PG-13 for language
Word Count: 300 (even!)
Pairing: Ben/Shanks
Topic: Alcohol
A flutter of black and red had summoned Ben’s attention from his book, just in time to see Shanks totter dangerously on his bar stool. In a fluid motion, the fire-haired captain of the Red Hair Pirates tumbled off his stool and into the waiting arms of his first mate. Shanks blinked, making a valiant effort to focus on the slightly amused face floating above his own.
"Oi... what're you doin', Ben?" He slurred, trying to wriggle his way out of the gunslinger’s grip. Ben wordlessly lifted his captain up and tossed him over his shoulder, smirking as Shanks’ cloak fell forward, curtaining the drunk, disgruntled captain in darkness.
“Taking you back to the ship.” His first mate said briskly, heading back to his table for the book he’d been half-reading all evening. Every time they stopped in a port since the accident in Fuschia, it was Ben’s unspoken duty as first mate and lover of the captain to watch Shanks. Shanks struggled, not particularly enjoying being in such a humiliating position. Ben didn’t resist the urge to smack Shanks hard on the ass with his book after his captain kneed him in a rather sensitive place.
“G’dammit, Ben! What the hell, I’m not some fuckin’ kid, you don’t have to take me back t’the ship like one…” Shanks whined, trying to push his cloak out of his face.
“Yes, I do.” Ben rolled his eyes once and gave his captain a much lighter smack on the butt. “Think about it for a moment, if your brain is still capable of doing that. Where’d you be without me?”
Shanks didn’t respond for a moment, then said softly, “Doesn’t matter… ‘d be absolutely fucked.” Ben allowed himself a satisfied smile as he stalked up the gangplank, squeezing Shanks slightly.
“That’s right.”
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Date: 2005-11-22 12:37 am (UTC)You know he'd smack Shanks' ass if he was misbehaving.
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Date: 2005-11-22 03:58 pm (UTC)I swear, you HAVE to come to Akon...I'll bring along my stash and we can be sad sad fangirls and squeal over the hotness together.
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Date: 2005-11-22 04:42 pm (UTC)And OMG, how fun would that be?
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Date: 2005-11-22 03:57 pm (UTC)♥ for you! Now you've just gotta write some longer ones and the corruption shall be complete! *rubs hands evilly and cackles*
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Date: 2005-11-22 04:40 pm (UTC)♥ back! :D!
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Date: 2005-11-23 01:17 am (UTC)Very nice. ^_^