Fun topic. Hard, though.
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onepieceyaoi100Title: Honesty
Word Count: 285.
Rating: PG-13.
Pairing: Smoker/Ace.
Topic: Silent Exchanges.
The splash of waves against the hull, the creak of the rigging, the orderly noises from the men on watch. Good sounds. Normal sounds. Smoker closed his eyes.
Then there was the soft whoomph of fire blossoming in a confined area, the crackle of papers rustling in the sudden rush of hot air around the cabin, and the sound of boots on his cabin floor. The ringing clarion call of idiocy in action. Smoker opened his eyes.
A hat dropped onto his desk, radiating insolence. Smoker glared at the hat’s owner. The cocky set of the pirate brat’s hips was his only reply.
Smoker sat up, shoulders tense and angry. Arrogant child. Twice in the same week was pushing even his infamous luck. Stupidity like this ought to be a capital offense.
Mind you, if it was, Smoker would be right behind Portgas in line for the execution stake. Hypocrisy tasted bitter and ugly, and if he spat it out, it was going to be in the form of sending Fire-fist to prison, where pirates were supposed to be anyway.
Where half the people on the outside of those bars belonged inside instead. Hypocrisy was not Smoker’s vice alone. Sometimes it felt like the Navy floated on a sea of stupid words, empty words, words that said one thing and meant another and drowned Smoker until he felt he would sell his soul to take a breath of clean honesty.
Clean, warm honesty, like what crawled in through his window on an irregular basis.
So Smoker kept his mouth shut, even as Ace stepped out of what few clothes he had and slipped into bed.
There were better things to do with his lips, anyway.
Word Count: 285.
Rating: PG-13.
Pairing: Smoker/Ace.
Topic: Silent Exchanges.
The splash of waves against the hull, the creak of the rigging, the orderly noises from the men on watch. Good sounds. Normal sounds. Smoker closed his eyes.
Then there was the soft whoomph of fire blossoming in a confined area, the crackle of papers rustling in the sudden rush of hot air around the cabin, and the sound of boots on his cabin floor. The ringing clarion call of idiocy in action. Smoker opened his eyes.
A hat dropped onto his desk, radiating insolence. Smoker glared at the hat’s owner. The cocky set of the pirate brat’s hips was his only reply.
Smoker sat up, shoulders tense and angry. Arrogant child. Twice in the same week was pushing even his infamous luck. Stupidity like this ought to be a capital offense.
Mind you, if it was, Smoker would be right behind Portgas in line for the execution stake. Hypocrisy tasted bitter and ugly, and if he spat it out, it was going to be in the form of sending Fire-fist to prison, where pirates were supposed to be anyway.
Where half the people on the outside of those bars belonged inside instead. Hypocrisy was not Smoker’s vice alone. Sometimes it felt like the Navy floated on a sea of stupid words, empty words, words that said one thing and meant another and drowned Smoker until he felt he would sell his soul to take a breath of clean honesty.
Clean, warm honesty, like what crawled in through his window on an irregular basis.
So Smoker kept his mouth shut, even as Ace stepped out of what few clothes he had and slipped into bed.
There were better things to do with his lips, anyway.
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Date: 2006-05-13 09:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-13 11:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-13 09:48 pm (UTC)You'd be proud. x]
Hard, but you still make it look easy.
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Date: 2006-05-13 11:35 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-13 11:37 pm (UTC)Sanji and Zoro should so toatlly remake Brokeback Mountain. And be pirates instead of cowboys. And do it in the galley, and on deck, and int eh crows nest instead of in a tent.
-Stops rambling-
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Date: 2006-05-13 11:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-05-13 11:41 pm (UTC)And, is Merry not sufficient enough for you?
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Date: 2006-05-13 11:48 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-05-13 10:22 pm (UTC)no subject
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