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onepieceyaoi100Happy Valentine's Day, kids.
Title: Treasure
Word Count: 291.
Rating: PG.
Pairing: Nakamashippy goodness.
Topic: None. Why, gods, can't I stay on topic?
He’s seen all of us at our worst, and he loves us anyway.
The rubbery body sprawled on his chest felt strangely light, an odd density for someone who was mostly compact muscle and bounce. The shitty cook felt heavier, and he was all bones and sinew. Even supposedly quiescent in slumber, the supple form on top of him practically vibrated with life and barely-contained energy.
He’s watched us fall, watched us fail, watched our moments of traitorous weakness, and all he ever does is hold out his hand and pull us to our feet again.
Moonlight came in the porthole, tiny circle highlighting different things as it made its slow way across the room. Soft fur, fluffed and mussed from tickling earlier. Tattooed shoulder, moving like the ocean with every slow breath. Clever hands that twitched with a need for activity even in sleep, one tangled in a pair of equally clever but much calmer hands. Fall of dark straight hair like a waterfall of stars in the dark, veiling huge blue eyes closed in too-rare sleep. Finally, it crept up the wall to touch on the straw hat hanging there.
No matter what we’ve done in the past, all is forgiven when he smiles at us and tells us we’re his crew, his nakama, his treasure.
Robin seemed to have passed off her insomnia, and he contemplated going and relieving the slim blond man who had gotten up for his watch and reluctantly abandoned the warm hand he’d been holding so that the woman who never slept could rest. But that would mean dislodging the person on his chest, and he was loathe to do that. Instead, he lay awake and watched the moonlight and felt his nakama breathe.
Title: Treasure
Word Count: 291.
Rating: PG.
Pairing: Nakamashippy goodness.
Topic: None. Why, gods, can't I stay on topic?
He’s seen all of us at our worst, and he loves us anyway.
The rubbery body sprawled on his chest felt strangely light, an odd density for someone who was mostly compact muscle and bounce. The shitty cook felt heavier, and he was all bones and sinew. Even supposedly quiescent in slumber, the supple form on top of him practically vibrated with life and barely-contained energy.
He’s watched us fall, watched us fail, watched our moments of traitorous weakness, and all he ever does is hold out his hand and pull us to our feet again.
Moonlight came in the porthole, tiny circle highlighting different things as it made its slow way across the room. Soft fur, fluffed and mussed from tickling earlier. Tattooed shoulder, moving like the ocean with every slow breath. Clever hands that twitched with a need for activity even in sleep, one tangled in a pair of equally clever but much calmer hands. Fall of dark straight hair like a waterfall of stars in the dark, veiling huge blue eyes closed in too-rare sleep. Finally, it crept up the wall to touch on the straw hat hanging there.
No matter what we’ve done in the past, all is forgiven when he smiles at us and tells us we’re his crew, his nakama, his treasure.
Robin seemed to have passed off her insomnia, and he contemplated going and relieving the slim blond man who had gotten up for his watch and reluctantly abandoned the warm hand he’d been holding so that the woman who never slept could rest. But that would mean dislodging the person on his chest, and he was loathe to do that. Instead, he lay awake and watched the moonlight and felt his nakama breathe.
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Date: 2006-02-15 01:03 am (UTC)I like the bits in italics best, for some reason...they're just so perfect and true...and squee...
Gotta love the nakamaship.
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Date: 2006-02-15 11:01 pm (UTC)Never fails to make me happy. =^-^=
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