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onepieceyaoi100damn! im really feeling it here, the urge of drama with a help from this anime soundtrack i have been able to project an emotion which is very close to drama and.... man! hope you enjoy this, thaks for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
the_shy_wolf for inspiring me to write this drama (whichever you think it is its not comedy)
Title: Promise from the Abyss
Word Count:290 (unfortunately i have to condense from the original word count)
Pairing: Zoro+Sanji (gotta think of other pairings)
Theme: Sanji's Left Eye
Clash.
Screams.
Bloodshed.
Death.
Surrounded.
Damn these guys doesn’t know how to quit, gotta use greater force.
The offenders are exhausted as the numbers of challengers rise in numbers and quality.
“Die bastard!” a challenger was lucky.
This is bad, missed a kick! Must avert----
Blood. Pain.
“Sanji!!” the voice he hated to hear.
“Zoro! Pick him up. Were retreating for now,” the voice he swore to follow.
Guess I can still see All Blue.
****
“Okay, we’ve retreated for now but here’s the secret plan… Zoro, protect Sanji.”
“EH?! Why?”
“I’ve observed that his kicks were much powerful and caused him to have ‘that’ wound.”
“If he dies, it’s not my fault.”
*****
If I don’t stir this soon, it will loose its viscosity and might affect the texture. Drastically. WHERE IS THAT FUCKING LADEL!!
“Its in your far left.” Audience.
“oh. Thanks.” Arrogance.
It has attained the right viscosity. The lid was closed, utensils were cleaned and what’s left is announcing the meal.
However it was not fully ready yet, for the cook has an audience to entertain.
“Oi marimo, don’t get in my way.”
“Wha?”
“Bothering with my cooking is bad, bothering with my fights is the worst. So don’t be like my tail”
“Oh, you heard that conversation with her?”
No answer. It was obvious.
“It might be okay, since I won’t be held responsible for your death.”
“Deal then.”
“No”
“Why you—Coiler---!!”
The audience knew his weakness that the battle was concluded in a short duration. The cook was pinned on the wall.
“I’m will not responsible but I’m will be affected. Have to admit, if I think of your death, something happens. So live bastard.”
A kiss.
A promise.
To return.
From the abyss.
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comments and suggestions. pls write
the_shy_wolf for inspiring me to write this drama (whichever you think it is its not comedy) Title: Promise from the Abyss
Word Count:290 (unfortunately i have to condense from the original word count)
Pairing: Zoro+Sanji (gotta think of other pairings)
Theme: Sanji's Left Eye
Clash.
Screams.
Bloodshed.
Death.
Surrounded.
Damn these guys doesn’t know how to quit, gotta use greater force.
The offenders are exhausted as the numbers of challengers rise in numbers and quality.
“Die bastard!” a challenger was lucky.
This is bad, missed a kick! Must avert----
Blood. Pain.
“Sanji!!” the voice he hated to hear.
“Zoro! Pick him up. Were retreating for now,” the voice he swore to follow.
Guess I can still see All Blue.
****
“Okay, we’ve retreated for now but here’s the secret plan… Zoro, protect Sanji.”
“EH?! Why?”
“I’ve observed that his kicks were much powerful and caused him to have ‘that’ wound.”
“If he dies, it’s not my fault.”
*****
If I don’t stir this soon, it will loose its viscosity and might affect the texture. Drastically. WHERE IS THAT FUCKING LADEL!!
“Its in your far left.” Audience.
“oh. Thanks.” Arrogance.
It has attained the right viscosity. The lid was closed, utensils were cleaned and what’s left is announcing the meal.
However it was not fully ready yet, for the cook has an audience to entertain.
“Oi marimo, don’t get in my way.”
“Wha?”
“Bothering with my cooking is bad, bothering with my fights is the worst. So don’t be like my tail”
“Oh, you heard that conversation with her?”
No answer. It was obvious.
“It might be okay, since I won’t be held responsible for your death.”
“Deal then.”
“No”
“Why you—Coiler---!!”
The audience knew his weakness that the battle was concluded in a short duration. The cook was pinned on the wall.
“I’m will not responsible but I’m will be affected. Have to admit, if I think of your death, something happens. So live bastard.”
A kiss.
A promise.
To return.
From the abyss.
_________________________________________
comments and suggestions. pls write
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Date: 2006-02-04 08:04 pm (UTC)I'm not to good at offering suggestions at improvement I'm afraid, but I will say that I liked this a lot, and I particularly loved the third segment.
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Date: 2006-02-06 04:41 pm (UTC)works harder next time T_T