Untitled-41 (G) Sanji/Usopp
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Title: Untitled-41 (I DON'T KNOW. IT WAS BETTER THAN 1 - 2 - 7 - 1 = 0.)
Rating: G
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Sanji/Usopp
Topic: Dexterity
Out of the corner of his eye, Usopp saw the cook slip.
At least, he thought he saw the cook slip, because even as Sanji fell backwards, balance thrown inescapably off as he teetered on the edge of the heel of his right shoe, he managed to twist his torso around in midair, like wringing a sponge in half, rooted the tips of his fingers into the deck and lashed out whip-like feet at his opponents, catching both upside the chin and rocketing them a good thirty feet straight up into the air.
Seven others took their place, and Sanji swiveled rapidly on his hands, legs slicing through the air, a smooth solid blur of liquid ebony whirling about with all the destructive grace of a cyclone. Seven quickly dwindled back to zero.
“Duck,” Sanji said without warning, and aimed a foot straight for the sniper’s head.
Usopp screamed and barely flung himself sideways just as Sanji’s leg blustered through the spot he’d been standing in – there was a painful crack as the flat of his shoe met facial features and the last enemy pirate didn’t even have time to stagger back from the blow – just hit the deck with a thud of bloody face on wood. He stayed down.
A couple strands of the sniper’s hair suddenly divided themselves at the ends.
Sanji righted himself effortlessly, flipping back his fringe with a subtle toss of his head. “Whoops,” he said, briefly fingering the split locks of Usopp’s hair, “sorry. Move faster next time.”
And he strode away to finish up cooking lunch, hands in his pockets, suit barely rumpled, perfectly composed as he disappeared into the galley.
“…” Usopp tore off his bandana, raked his fingers through his hair, face reddening. “…damn.”
He started getting rid of the bodies.
Title: Untitled-41 (I DON'T KNOW. IT WAS BETTER THAN 1 - 2 - 7 - 1 = 0.)
Rating: G
Word Count: 300
Pairing: Sanji/Usopp
Topic: Dexterity
Out of the corner of his eye, Usopp saw the cook slip.
At least, he thought he saw the cook slip, because even as Sanji fell backwards, balance thrown inescapably off as he teetered on the edge of the heel of his right shoe, he managed to twist his torso around in midair, like wringing a sponge in half, rooted the tips of his fingers into the deck and lashed out whip-like feet at his opponents, catching both upside the chin and rocketing them a good thirty feet straight up into the air.
Seven others took their place, and Sanji swiveled rapidly on his hands, legs slicing through the air, a smooth solid blur of liquid ebony whirling about with all the destructive grace of a cyclone. Seven quickly dwindled back to zero.
“Duck,” Sanji said without warning, and aimed a foot straight for the sniper’s head.
Usopp screamed and barely flung himself sideways just as Sanji’s leg blustered through the spot he’d been standing in – there was a painful crack as the flat of his shoe met facial features and the last enemy pirate didn’t even have time to stagger back from the blow – just hit the deck with a thud of bloody face on wood. He stayed down.
A couple strands of the sniper’s hair suddenly divided themselves at the ends.
Sanji righted himself effortlessly, flipping back his fringe with a subtle toss of his head. “Whoops,” he said, briefly fingering the split locks of Usopp’s hair, “sorry. Move faster next time.”
And he strode away to finish up cooking lunch, hands in his pockets, suit barely rumpled, perfectly composed as he disappeared into the galley.
“…” Usopp tore off his bandana, raked his fingers through his hair, face reddening. “…damn.”
He started getting rid of the bodies.
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Date: 2006-06-23 05:33 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-23 05:56 pm (UTC)Usopp put it quite nicely.
And, there's only one true word for your new icon..
It goes without saying what they are. =D
This is the first comment I haven't used OhhhhfuckMellorine!!~~~.... that's a lie.no subject
Date: 2006-06-23 05:58 pm (UTC)Your icon made my jaw drop, before I lapsed into an uncontrollable fit of giggles. You totally win at everything. *simpers at your feet*
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Date: 2006-06-23 06:08 pm (UTC)I feel bad jumping in on the 'praise the icon' party instead of your fic, but damn. I LOVE IT!!! XD
And he strode away to finish up cooking lunch, hands in his pockets, suit barely rumpled, perfectly composed as he disappeared into the galley. O yeah, Sanji. Nothing can screw up his composure (except during sex, lol).
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Date: 2006-06-23 06:09 pm (UTC)And yes, I know it’s been said already, but you’re icon pwns ALL. (best doujinshi EVER, too)
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Date: 2006-06-23 11:53 pm (UTC)Damn, every little gesture he does seemed unbearably hot. I love this drabble and your icon! *drools and melts into a puddle of goo*
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Date: 2006-06-24 02:31 am (UTC)And eeee the forty snapshots thing. I love those. I'm sticking with Untitled-41 now.
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Date: 2006-06-24 07:27 am (UTC)i waaaannnttsss ittt.... T_T
Gr8test first thing to see when opening a webpg!
i bet sanji's showing his bod off on purpose.. how can he not be? it seems that every move he makes starts a cardiac arrest in some poor unfortunate soul who 'happens' to be 'looking' in his direction at the 'wrong' time..
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Date: 2006-06-24 09:18 am (UTC)everyone seems to know which douhinshi your icon is from. which doujinshi is your icon from?
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Date: 2006-06-24 09:40 am (UTC)[Part01] (http://community.livejournal.com/yaoi_daily/2796362.html) and [Part02] (http://community.livejournal.com/yaoi_daily/2802297.html). By far the best ZoroSanji doujinshi I've ever seen, the artwork is gorgeous. *__*
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Date: 2006-06-24 11:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-26 05:06 am (UTC)AND THE STORY'S NOT BAD EITHER.