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Apr. 15th, 2006 03:59 pmTitle: Wavering
Word Count: 299
Rating: G
Pairing: Luffy x Sanji
Topic: Routines and Rituals
AN: I suck at writing in present tense. Critique apprciated @_@
On board a ship like this, it’s easy to lose the worries and uncertainties. Too much chaos and ruckus going on in every waking moment to actually allow for personal meditative peace and quiet.
Repeated boots to the rubber head that comes crashing into the galley as he sets out breakfast. Cursing at the marimo that he shouldn’t be touching the rum this early in the morning, before the daily scheduled fighting commences. Fawning over the girls, glasses of iced lemonade for a stifling afternoon. Yelling at Usopp not to conduct his experiments inside the kitchen when he's making dinner, assuring the reindeer that stubbing his toe against the table leg was of no concern.
Then night would fall and everyone would retreat to their respective sleeping quarters; Usopp would wake Sanji for his night watch, and he’d stumble across the deck, clamber up into the crow’s nest, stare blankly out over the endless black waves, and wonder when would be the day that they sailed into the fabled ocean.
Wondered if they’d ever find it.
Wondered if maybe… he was chasing after a dream that never existed.
Sometimes the questions lingered around too long, and the cook would be in a considerably bad mood the next morning, irritable, cranky, tensed. And it was on these days that Luffy somehow always managed to fall overboard.
“Can’t you stay on the damn deck for once, Luffy?” Sanji snapped finally, as he once again hauled them back over the railings.
The boy laughed. “Wanted to check. Can’t see the fish from up there. Oh well, we’ll reach All Blue soon!”
And then he was off, bouncing wetly across the deck, leaving a very stunned cook behind him.
Sanji wondered if Luffy noticed he’d gotten extra meat for dinner that night.
Word Count: 299
Rating: G
Pairing: Luffy x Sanji
Topic: Routines and Rituals
AN: I suck at writing in present tense. Critique apprciated @_@
On board a ship like this, it’s easy to lose the worries and uncertainties. Too much chaos and ruckus going on in every waking moment to actually allow for personal meditative peace and quiet.
Repeated boots to the rubber head that comes crashing into the galley as he sets out breakfast. Cursing at the marimo that he shouldn’t be touching the rum this early in the morning, before the daily scheduled fighting commences. Fawning over the girls, glasses of iced lemonade for a stifling afternoon. Yelling at Usopp not to conduct his experiments inside the kitchen when he's making dinner, assuring the reindeer that stubbing his toe against the table leg was of no concern.
Then night would fall and everyone would retreat to their respective sleeping quarters; Usopp would wake Sanji for his night watch, and he’d stumble across the deck, clamber up into the crow’s nest, stare blankly out over the endless black waves, and wonder when would be the day that they sailed into the fabled ocean.
Wondered if they’d ever find it.
Wondered if maybe… he was chasing after a dream that never existed.
Sometimes the questions lingered around too long, and the cook would be in a considerably bad mood the next morning, irritable, cranky, tensed. And it was on these days that Luffy somehow always managed to fall overboard.
“Can’t you stay on the damn deck for once, Luffy?” Sanji snapped finally, as he once again hauled them back over the railings.
The boy laughed. “Wanted to check. Can’t see the fish from up there. Oh well, we’ll reach All Blue soon!”
And then he was off, bouncing wetly across the deck, leaving a very stunned cook behind him.
Sanji wondered if Luffy noticed he’d gotten extra meat for dinner that night.
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Date: 2006-04-15 09:24 am (UTC)HOLDEN CAULFIELD STOP INFLUENCING ME!!. Somehow Ruffy is able to make everyone feel good, it's so obvious. :Dno subject
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Date: 2006-04-18 11:36 pm (UTC)Oh, this is so sweet its almost unbearable. Makes me feel all warm and gooey inside. Thank you!
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